Feeling frustrated with work, I took a stroll down to the local Starbucks.
While I was waiting for my coffee, a manager looking guy came out from the back room wearing those plastic gloves that go all the way to your elbows.
“Who wants to come back here and help me clean out the drains,” he asked with a smile, as all the employees behind the counter cringed.
I walked back to work feeling a whole lot better about things.
