…to bring you something nice that happened at work:
Today, as Barbara Freakin’ Streisand (yeah, I thought she was dead, too) was crooning on the playlist, I looked up to see a twenty-something couple in line. Dancing. And kissing. Like they might have been out on the town instead of at a coffee shop.
It might have been the sweetest thing I’ve seen on the job, ever. And I thanked them for it when I gave them their drinks.
We now return you to your previously scheduled griping.