Coffee And The Mosquito
This morning, I went into the break area to put my lunch in the fridge. Standing near the coffee machine were two co-workers, Captain Coffee and "He to be nicknamed at the end of this story"."He to be" is a happy guy, as a rule. I have heard him refer to himself as a whiner, but he always laughs when he's making any kind of snide comment. So, a bit of a whiner perhaps, but one with a good sense of humor.
Anyway, Captain Coffee grabbed my attention by telling me he'd found a dead mosquito floating at the top of the pot of coffee this morning. This was a problem, because he'd just brewed the last of the "good" grounds. If he poured this pot out, he'd have to resort to the freeze-dried Folger's junk. (folks from my old job - doesn't this sound exactly like something P-Ziddy and English Major would agonize over?)Figuring it couldn't hurt him too much, the Captain simply plucked out the mosquito and decided to roll with it. And "He to be" was having a lot of fun with this. He told us, "Hey, it's just protein. That means it's an energy drink!"
I looked at him with mock admiration and said, "I shall call you Mr. Silver Lining."
The Captain and Mr. Silver nearly wept laughing. Sometimes the best nickname for somebody is one that is the exact opposite of their personality type.
With that in mind, you can all begin referring to me as "Buff McRockhard."
posted by jeff.w.mcclung @ 11:30 AM
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6 Comments:
Agonize? There would be exclamations of abject horror from P-Ziddy and English Major. Okay, mostly from English Major. P-Ziddy would just go out and buy more good stuff and be done with it.
I can't call you Buff. Ever. (firm nod) You shall forever be "SpaceJeff" in my book. :)
Interesting. The White Devil is attempting to disguise himself under an assumed name... Perhaps he is a spy.
One must be careful not to lose touch with one's non-Native American roots.
P-Ziddy, you made me weep with laughter.
So no matter where you go the people stay the same??
Only a little agonizing, then it's the caravan to the coffee shop for real coffee (including far too many people for the errand). We'd have to spend 10 minutes figuring out who would ride with whom.
Once we got to the coffee shop, everyone would order coffee. Then someone at the end of the line would order a pizza bagel. Then everyone who had already ordered and paid would say, "They still make pizza bagels?!" By the end of it, it would have taken 6 of us an hour to properly address the coffee crisis.
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