March 16, 2011

• The Guinea Pig At Work.
  And other coffee related stories.

  I don't drink much coffee. But ever since management figured out my productivity boosted 200% on days I do drink coffee, they've been forcing me to down cups of that brown liquid on a more regular basis. I feel like Wikus and the weapons testing in District 9. Oops, did I spoil the movie? Too late.

  
  Each morning, Javier hand-selects the best coffee beans. THEN FARTS ON THEM AND SEALS IT AIR TIGHT FOR FRESHNESS!

  Which brings me to my next point. Something is up with my hearing today.

  Incident #1
  "(Coworker here) asked me, 'Do you have any forks squirreled away?'" And I thought she said, "Do you have any forks, squirrels, or pants?" I'm like what?!

  Incident #2
  Coworkers were pouring themselves a cup of coffee. "You miss me?" I thought they said.

  What they really said. "This is steamy!"
  
  

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