A regular comes into the bar, wearing a three-piece suit, I say, wow! Had a meeting, run late? He says, yeah. I go, you know, I want a job where I have an office. With a door. And a nice big window. And a secretary, that says, I’m sorry, he’s in a meeting right now. Where can I get one of those?
He says, I dunno. I work in a cubicle.
From my heart to yours,
Clint Curtis. Bartender.