"What the f**k is wrong with this f*****g engine! Piece of s**t car!" I hear Tyler from all the way in my office as I finish up the last of my paperwork. I rise from my chair to go see what the hell is wrong with my right hand man, who is now cursing up a storm, on the verge of detonating. Tyler is usually the laid back person wanting nothing more than to keep the peace, always on the verge of singing Kumbaya, yet today, he isn't having it.
"Whoa there buddy. Wanna take a minute before you do serious damage to either yourself or that car?" I say coming up from behind him, watching as he slowly eases away from the car, looking a little worse for wear, throwing his tools aside and making a beeline for the exit, mumbling incoherently. Not sure what he is going through today but I need to mak
