madbaker | a la Airplane

I drink my coffee strong. Thick. Unadulterated. I like the taste of coffee, dammit, and the caffeine is a needed side-effect. But even if I didn't work East Coast hours on a Left Coast sleep schedule, I'd still drink coffee.

Unfortunately, I work in an industrial park, so there's nowhere to get coffee outside the building.
Fortunately, we've badgered the higher-ups to buy decent beans.
Unfortunately, the coffee machine in our breakroom jammed up this week.
Fortunately, there's another breakroom with a working machine nearby.
Unfortunately, they drink crayon-style coffee.

I can't wait for our machine to get fixed. I probably should make sure that someone has called it in...

("Crayon-style coffee": there's a Peanuts cartoon from way back [waaay back, when it was actually funny] where Linus makes Lucy a cup of hot chocolate. She makes a face and says "This tastes like a cup of hot water with a brown crayon soaked in it!"
Linus responds "Really? I'll go add another crayon.")