It was a stormy night. Well, it wasn't quite dark, really, thanks to Daylight Savings Time. and it wasn't all that stormy, although the wind was blowing. The serial killer decided not to bother and simply have a sandwich at Wendy's, but he thought about killing people while he was eating it.
I was on a panel once and they had editors say when they'd reject a story. The other three editors were much quicker than I was. Maybe that's because I've always edited specialized projects and have never had truly heavy volumes of submissions to wade through. And maybe I'm just more patient and willing to give a story a chance. Nuff said.