After I had retired from long years of HVAC expert, especially in the cooling industry, I loved days of nothing but sleeping in and watching tv. But after a while, I started to feel like I needed to do something new, something useful. So I took a simple job as a milk driver to children’s schools. Delivering the small cartons of milk for children’s lunches made me feel like I was doing something important. Now the only slight problem was keeping the milk cool. The truck they gave me was old and not in the best condition, it not only broke down frequently, but sometimes the AC would die and then the milk would start warming up, which would spoil it. This was a problem I continuously complained to my boss about, and he always reassured me the problem would be fixed, but of course after talking to him, it never gets taken care of. One day, I encountered said problem. I was driving to a school to deliver the milk, when my truck broke down again, only a mile away from the school itself. I checked and sure enough, of course the dumb cooling unit failed. Now I have a truck of soon to be spoiled milk. I already knew what I had to do, I started taking crates of milk cartons out, and started marching towards the school. Even though it was a hot day, and I was sweating profusely, seeing the children’s delighted faces at getting their milk today, was worth it. While the children were enjoying their milk, I called my boss and gave him a few choice words, I finally complained of talking to his manager, and what do you know, I had a new truck tomorrow morning.