Did you ever have one of those days where your hands feel like two foreign objects that aren’t connected to your body or your brain? Yesterday started off as one of those days for me. It went something (maybe not exactly) like this.
The first mistake was my decision to carry too much stuff out to my truck while simultaneously balancing my coffee. It didn’t go very well. Not only was I now five minutes late from running back in to change my shirt, but now I had a cleaning charge to worry about.