It’s funny how archaic some services have become. I couldn’t help but notice one such service in the lobby opposite the elevators in our Denver motel: the shoe shine. Most of the time the elevated leather chairs served as a nice comfy locale for someone to chat on their cell phones but I did manage to witness an executive get his wingtips buffed out. I was immediately struck by how subservient this job is – just by matter of stance. The guy giving the shine can only be described as lowly. Even if the two were to trade spots, the giver is a servant to the receiver. It’s not like this is an unnecessary task, but it’s not often that you witness someone paying to publicly enslave another in this manner. Weird.