So the cats are away and the mice are playing chatty-chat-chat in the office. Quandary, should I even feel bad about that when I have nothing else to do? Office drama, here you go folks. Just what you’ve been panting for! The adjacent office to us has some sort of gourmet coffee fetish- I mean club going on. It is 50 cents a cup or $8 a month. Fine, .50 is a bit pricey if you’re serving it in Dixie cups. Now my big honkin’ mug that could wire up the comatose would be worth the .50! I’d also clear out half a pot with it, or darn close to it. Anyhoo, I choose not socialize over the coffee, I won’t be here long enough to make it worth the effort of getting to know everyone and be buddy-buddy. Believe it or not, I don’t always play well with others socially. I tend to take it personally if someone doesn’t just accept me in right away and want to hear my wonderful observations and witty commentary on life. Oh well, it’s a military brat mentality, I am not gonna be here long enough to care, because I will be leaving here anyway. Etc etc etc…
Back to the coffee queens and their monopoly on the coffee pot. I got accused of pilfering coffee because I brought in my own nummy-num-num gourmet flavored coffee. It smelled like pumpkin and Irish crème. Apparently they had their own Irish crème blend too. Therefore I must have swiped a mug or two of coffee. ARRRG! DUDE! Y’ALL DON’T EVEN KNOW ME!
Basically they can keep their coffee and their false smiles and kiss me arse if they want to think I am a coffee bandit, got no time for anyone like that. Whether it’s a pirates life for me or not, coffee burglar I am not! Judge not, lest ye be judged yourself. Perhaps that is the point of me ramblin’s today. Arrrrr…
I have an engineering friend who thinks if you smoke, you’re stupid; therefore all of your decisions are flawed based on that initial assessment. Consequently you can’t build a building or bridge or machine, because you’re stupid. Eh? This of course has nothing to do with the coffee incident, but thought I’d toss that in there as food for thought.
Enjoy!
Tammolly ~ Who wants to go frolic in the ginko tree leaves outside. It's uber cool...
...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin...
Thursday, November 02, 2006
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LOL. I'd fold and pay the 8 bucks and drink mucho coffee. Sigh. Coffee here so bad... but just not motivated enough to start my own coffee club, and then we'd always have people stealing our coffee. HEHE...
and I don't know WTF that ginko tree comment at the end is about???
In regards to the engineers take on smoking. There is a valid point in there somewhere. I am thinking he is taking the repeated action of poor judgment and stating this is a trend and thus disqualifying the whole of that persons decisions. Valid yes. A touch on the extreme? Definitely. But then again that is the way this engineer is designed, very black and white reality and that is what probably makes him one of the more superior in his field.
And in regards to coffee.. if we want "special" coffee here we go across the road to the mall and get the good stuff ;) Or I steal some of molly's before I leave for work.
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