Joy
So one of the profs in my dept. has finally picked up on the whole "make coffee instead of buy it" principle of saving money. So he is bringing his own coffee to work. It started yesterday with him bringing his cup for half and half every hour or so, clanging his spoon, stirring his coffee with vigor and gusto. A bit annoying, but I could deal.Well this morning, he goes into full force. It sounds like a freakin construction site in there!!!! There's the grinding, which normally goes smoothly, but with him, it was whiiiirrrrr, WHIRRRRRR, whiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine THUD bang bang clank whiirrrrr!!!! After about 5 minutes of banging and clanging, crashing and booming I yelled "what the hell is going on in there, it sounds like a construction site!" He said "fresh-brewed coffee." I said "is this going to be going on every morning?" He said yes. sigh. I said "greaaaat...."But now that the apocolyptic noise is over, I have to admit it smells fantastic. :) It's one of my favorite smells. That and the smell of toast.
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