I was having an off day today. One thing went wrong, and then another, and then everything snowballed. Everything that happened was minor, but once the snowballs start rolling, there's no stopping the avalanche.
Buried deep in a snow mound of regrets, I asked Bill to join me for lunch. I figured a friendly face would make me feel better.
He showed up, red-faced from the bike ride over, and eager for lunch. Plate piled high with sushi, pizza and everything in between, he took a look around and asked, "why are you sad? You have a great job, delicious food, and man-buns abound!"
I laughed, agreeing that it was silly for me to be upset. In that moment, it wasn't my man-bun saturated workplace that picked me up out of my funk, it was the smiling, crumb-covered face across the table.
Bill knows how to break it down to the essentials!
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