Most recently, you hired secretaries for Councilor Spallone. This man was quite heavy, and therefore you had to sweat a lot at your work. Every day you ran back and forth, either with papers in your hands, or with a phone by your ear, or with a cup of coffee. Times were tough for the city of Yonkers politically. And only during the whole day did you finally manage to sit down to rest when a rude voice came from the intercom.

So where's my damn coffee?