We might be aging ourselves here, but does anyone else remember that hilarious scene in Harlem Nights when Della Reese's character goes off about the orange juice? For those not familiar with the movie (shade, no shade), think Eve in Barbershop inquiring about the disappearance of her apple juice. In both instances, it wasn't so much that someone drank the juice, it was that they "only left a swalla' in the container!" Both characters had their mouths all warmed up for a certain experience, only to find their expectations would no longer be fulfilled. I’m sure there are many times where we can relate to having grand expectations, and then being confronted with a reality much different than we thought it would be. Rather than trying to completely ignore the impulse of anticipation, a better strategy is learning how to manage expectations so they don't manage you…