Phil is one of the custodians/maintenance men at my dorm. I pass him just about every morning out the building on the way to class. Usually I see him mopping floors or cleaning light fixtures or something. Our conversations are always brief and simple, almost always relating to the weather (today he told me the wind was really blowing out there), but even when I'm having a crappy day his presence helps. He always appears to be cheerful--in a genuine way--and the apparent simple nature of what I know of his life compared to mine somehow lifts me a bit. I guess cheering people up is not part of his job description, but with Phil it might as well be.
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