Why I love my job.

Our office window overlooks the courtyard. It's a beautiful view and we see all kinds of things including interpretive dance classes, bridal photo shoots, kids running around, older kids getting too cozy on the grass..., grounds crew workers, etc.

Today my boss's 12/13-year-old son was visiting work and we were potting plants. His task? Go get some dirt.

5 minutes later we looked out the window and saw him crouched on the curb, digging up some dirt with a spoon and patting it down in a cup.

I love my job.

It's a cup with dirt in it. I call it cup of dirt.