The woman in the coffee room has twenty-seven kids. She worked five jobs to raise twenty- four of them and three jobs to raise the last three because they were both twins, but her other daughter had six grandchildren when she lived in Atlanta...
At least that what it sounded like to me. I really wasn't paying very close attention to the details . I wasn't looking for conversation, I was waiting for the bean juice. (The guy who manages the break rooms has out sick lately, so getting wired requires more effort lately)
The pot sure was taking a long time to brew- I was checking to see if it was broken or unplugged or something when I realized what was wrong. 27Kid Lady was a witch and her drone was a magical incantation.
Her genealogical litany had the power to stop time.
There wasn't going to be any coffee until she stopped talking, and she seemed determined to talk forever. Forever without coffee? How awful.
I tried to move, to say anything- even twitching and blinking were impossible. Everything in stasis except 27K's droning southern drawl. I seemed to be made of marble. I couldn't hear her words, but I could feel their relentless tattoo rhythm on my stone skin. I wondered if this is what it was like for Beethoven after he lost his hearing-apparentlyhe could feel music, but not hear it, but I digress...
27K touches my forearm, and this breaks the enchantment. The pot resumes dripping.
I enter the now.
"Isn't it horrible?", she asks me, as if her rambling had reached some sort of closing point .
I'm not sure what she means, but , yes-of course it's horrible.
I'm always ready to agree to that.
I taste the coffee.
It's de-caf and sure enough , it's horrible.
3 comments:
I don't think office coffee is any good most of the time. It's like those complimentary packets in your hotel room. Get you all excited that you're going to have fresh coffee without having to throw on any clothes, only to have you getting ready to go out for coffee soon thereafter. Maybe it's a plot so people will check out before the noon checkout time... Plus they only give you one packet of sugar and one packet of dehyrdrated crap that is supposed to be creamer. I need sweet fattening coffee.
That dehydrated crap is sweet and fattening- it's mostly corn syrup and partially hydrogenated veggie fat. It's healthier than arsenic, but not much.
How can something made of fat and sugar taste so bad?
My nutritional pyramid:
FAT
SALT SUGAR
COFFEE BEER STARCH
Well, no beer for me, but it's still recommended for growing children of all ages
that was an amazingly beautiful bout of words.
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