You know you're a little paranoid when you watch the new guys present their new product and feeling the cold chill of terror creep up your spine.
You know you're fairly paranoid when you're trying to control the panic in your voice as you ask your question.
You know you're really paranoid when you're listening to them compose their answer and trying to not think about the angry torch-bearing mobs that will undoubtedly descend upon the campus looking for anything remotely burnable, starting with me.
But you know you're a little over paranoid when you fail to realize that the folks who put this thing together probably already thought about that, talked to the folks most likely to lead the pitchfork charge, and addressed those concerns, along with more that you, the virtual villagers, and any number of folks hadn't even thought of.
It's good to be paranoid.
