What is that, a Cappucino machine?
Scribing at 4:22 a.m. on 2004-07-07
So I just rolled in the door from work a little while ago, and now it's some godforsaken time like 4:30am and I'm a curious mixture of rutting-bull horny, while being equally worried about my friends.
If you haven't tried that combination in the past, give it a shot. It's interesting, to say the least.
On totally another note (which may very well take care of the rutting-bull horniness, I should think) I was on my way out of the Snake Pit this morning to punch out and go home finally; when what to my wondering eyes did appear .. but .. *blink* a Cappucino machine? Can this possibly be true? Skidding to a stop and hitting reverse, I backed up to check the validity of what my brain registered that I'd seen. I've been known to hallucinate in the past (although not quite so much since I gave up a variety of interesting habits gathered in my misspent youth) especially when I haven't had a proper night's sleep; which I definitely hadn't had.
Now I've been up early enough to make your eyeballs bleed, and put in quite a long day all told; but never before have I hallucinated a Cappucino machine, so I think that bears a re-check.
Going back, rubbing face vigorously with both hands, peering through bleary eyeballs
Aye. Verily, I say unto you. There, up front, next to the Management coffee pot .. now resides a single-cup very nicely appointed and poncy looking Cappucino machine.
I'm serious.
See, Management has a coffee machine up front, by their little offices there, at the exact opposite end of the building where all the riff-raff (read: employees) work. The employee break room does NOT have a coffee machine, nor, I might add, a single-cup very nicely appointed and poncy looking Cappucino machine.
*blink*
The place that doesn't give Christmas bonuses, that has you work the day before (and the day after) Thanksgiving; the place that while not giving the employees a Christmas bonus, and this year thought it was an excellent idea to charge people 20 some odd bucks a person to attend the company picnic, bringing it to 40 bucks if you chose to drag your spouse kicking and screaming, the place that was open Saturday of this past weekend when every other business of it's kind was closed for the holiday, the place that while not giving it's employees a Christmas bonus will pick up potential customers in a LIMOUSINE from the airport (with a fully stocked bar) and ply them with fine wines and assorted liqueurs in the employee break room while telling us we need to keep our nasty little selves OUT, the place that STILL employes TT, I might add .. now has, for Management of course, a single-cup very nicely appointed and poncy looking Cappucino machine.
*blink*
Seriously. Even if I was going to have to make up a story about the Snake Pit, that wouldn't even have occurred to me.
Wow.
Who knew.
And just one other little thought .. why on EARTH is there always like, one slice of bread left in the bag? If you make sandwiches straight through the loaf and conscientiously use 2 slices every time .. why in the HELL do they throw that extra piece of bread in there?
Who's idea was that, anyway?
Oh, and before I forget; in the 'How did you get here, exactly?' category of things people have ended up on my page by Googling, I've been the brief focus of attention for:
"Stinking Creek Road, Kentucky"
"I hate Republicans" (If whoever googled that and ended up on my page is out there reading, WOOT! Send me an email or something, glad to meetcha!)
"DangerSpouse" (who I'm willing to wager never imagined I'm be riding his coat tails in the fabulous Google community)
"Airbrushed Pics" (excuse me? If they were airbrushed, I'd look way taller. And even more handsome than I do right now, if that is even POSSIBLE)
and "DAOC Software".
And that, peanuts, pretty much sums it up, doesn't it?
