The coffee machine is out of commission. Someone pushed the button twice and too much water came out and shorted out the machine.
This is a serious situation, as I have never been around such crazy coffee drinkers in my life, and I’m in law school. I have to make decaf, because the adderall and the caffeine are not good friends, and everyone acts like I am the vegetarian at the steakhouse in Texas.
David (one of my attorneys) said that it will eventually dry out and the world will right itself and people’s heads will stop exploding. But until then, I think I am going to close my door and hid under my desk.
the thin line between optimism and delusion... 
It’s not so much that I have a lot to say–It’s more that I wanted to thank you for the updating.
I’d forgotten how slowy the summer days pass here.
We have two people in my department who drink coffee every day. One is the accountant, Nada. Nada is very protective and possessive of her coffee (supplies, grinds, whathaveyou). The other is the head of the department. Every morning when he arrives he has to ask me in a faux-rhetorical manner if Nada made coffee that day. I never know if I should answer or not, as he is usually on his way to the coffee pot when he asks–hence my creation of the term “faux-rhetorical.”
I think that means “not rhetorical at all.” Maybe I should have said quasi-rhetorical.
See? I’m a little bored. I wonder if they will let me bring my knitting to work?
🙂
Well, when I got to work this morning, I knew something was wrong. I can’t explain it, just a feeling, sort of on the back of my neck, that something was off. At first I dismissed it to just being early – I had arrived at around 8:45 – I was instructed that things begin between 8:30 and 9, but, being me, 9 am is normally as early as I can make it. Then I decided to go to the kitchen, to maybe hang out by the water cooler, see what was shaking.
With each step I took towards the kitchen, the presence of a sinister situation increased. At first the kitchen was almost empty, and I realized that the coffee maker was not turned on. As my head began to spin, more people flooded into the kitchen and I began to feel sick as the terrible news was announced that the machine was in fact, out of order.
This threw everyone off, all morning. But luckily, it is fixed now, and tomorrow morning should be much more like our regularly scheduled program.