Ya know, I bitch about my co-workers, whine about the network guys, and routinely beome thunderstruck at the stupidity of the lawyers.
And then my boss decides to bring me some ice. Not in a cup. In one of the silver ice buckets.
**How can you care?** 'Because I choose to.' **You make it sound so simple.** 'That's because it is simple. Hard sometimes, but simple.'