Mick greets everyone with a smile, even during those times I can tell he's a little glum. He is remarkably dapper and well-groomed. He takes pride in ensuring his uniform is spotless. I'm sure he touches up his facial hair with a little dye because he has hardly a hint of grey.
When taking the lift, I usually ask if he has a joke for me. This morning, immediately and a matter of factly, he asked, "Which mouse was a Roman leader and emperor?" I admitted that I hadn't a clue. He responded dryly but with a hint of a chortle, "Julius Cheeser!" These words may never be chosen as a joke of the year, but they did manage to brighten my day a little.
Mick was created by me using an AI-imaging site called NightCafe.
I must remember to tip Mick with a large block of provolone for Christmas this year.