Another fun day at the office. Every day after my morning session I go to Starbucks. Inevitably Sean the gay barista asks me how I'm doing. Most days I say I'm fine but this morning I said "How am I doing? Let me tell you how I'm doing. Imagine if you came to work this morning and screwed up a couple of latte's, got yelled at by your idiot customers and had to pay your manager a day's wages for the privilege. That's how my day is going." I don't think he's gonna ask me tomorrow...
