Life is Like a Pot of Coffee

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Before I start this, let me say that I am not a coffee drinker. I probably have one cup every two weeks or so, just because I need that caffeine boost and the sugar in cola-flavored-beverages usually sort of bogs me down.

Today I need to do some serious programming, and the only thing that makes me have a decent time with that is if I’m wide awake - enter the caffeine.

I went to get a cup of coffee this morning, and… the pot was empty. I looked in, and it seemed that I was the first person to try to get coffee because the pot was clean from the night before. Fine. I put everything together and brewed a pot of coffee. When it was done, I got a cup.

I went back out an hour later and the fucking pot was empty again. God forbid anyone else make a pot of coffee but me, the non-coffee-drinker.

I’m thinking I should rig the pots up with some sort of a scale and a digital camera apparatus so that when the pot of coffee reaches a weight approximating “empty,” the camera will take a picture and send it to me so I can bust the asshole that’s not making coffee.

Then again, not everyone knows how to make a pot of coffee. One time I looked in the pot and thought I was getting tea, when it turns out some people are just idiots. Yes, those pictures are real. Unbelieveable.

This sort of reminds me of that movie City Slickers when Billy Crystal’s character, Mitch, is talking to Jack Palance’s character, Curly:

Mitch: Killed anyone today, Curly?

Curly: Day ain’t over yet.