A word about coffee

Now, most of you who I know that read this, know for a fact that I like my coffee S-T-R-O-N-G! Like you could lubricate a car engine with it strong.

I have met my match.

This morning, we were out of coffee at home (A crime that should be punishable by DEATH). SO I had to get my coffee at work. Now, kind beings that the cafeteria management are, they stock Starbucks coffee. I got to the pot just as they were brewing a new one. There was about 2 cups of liquid in the pot. Its one of those 3 gallon pots.

Now, I'll admit, I did thing twice about this. I mean, for a pot that big, there's bound to be a LOT of coffee in the basket, and so the first few inches of liquid would be STRONG. being the fool that I am, after thinking twice, I went ahead and poured a cup.

4 creamers & 4 splenda later, the coffee had achieved rot-gut grey. I still paid for it. I drank about 1/4 of it before running for some ice to dump it over in the hope of diluting it somehow. Cold, rot-gut coffee is tolerable.

At least that's what I told myself. Then the bathroom trips began.

Take a word of advice from me folks. You are NEVER in that much of a hurry, and no one in the world is capable of being that tired!