Siman swung his legs over the desk and leaped to his feet. There was a problem in Mazel Super Store and sitting in his hot crowded office with his feet in the air was not going to accomplish anything. He pulled the door of his office open wide and strode onto the floor. Normally the sight of happy customers walking up and down the wide aisles of Mazel filled him with excited delight but today all Siman could notice was the floor and how his janitors hadn’t scrubbed it the way it should have been scrubbed. “Why ” he grumbled to himself as he walked down Aisle 1 “is the floor full of dirty spots?!”