Confession: I have a soft spot for little old men. I always have–there’s just something about a grandpa (in my family we call our grandpas “Gumpo”) that warms my heart like no other. Don’t get me wrong, I have the most wonderful grammys in the world–including my 94 year old Grammy who is the cutest person EVER and has more of a social life than I do–but I find myself trying to collect grandpas all over the place. I have church grandpas, school grandpas and work grandpas, to name a few. My work grandpas are really what get me through the day at my crap part-time job. They come in,…