Suzie Shooter

New layout. You likee - Y/N?

Been bored with the old one for a while but could never find another one I liked.

In more important news - I have coffee. Fuck yes.

Bad things: only remembering you've run out of coffee upon arrival at work.
Good things: finding colleague's stash of Lyon's coffee bags and pinching one. Crisis averted. *g*

*successfully procure coffee for colleague*
*put second cup under spout, press button*
*wait for something to happen*
*eventually realise read-out says 'low water, out of use'*
*move to second machine, which says the same*
*move to third machine*
*hear whirring, look round to discover first machine is now dispensing required coffee into the drain grille*
*position cup in centre of grille and press button on third machine*
*move cup forward so it's actually under the stream of coffee pouring down the front of the cup*
*wait as /slowest machine in the world/ dispenses a tiny trickle of coffee until cup is half full, then stops*
*stare at machine, realise hot water top up is now pouring down the /back/ of the cup and missing entirely*
*fail to move cup in time*
*glare at machine, press hot water option, risk third degree burns retrieving cup after just enough water is added*
*finally get to drink coffee*

Went to make the first coffee of the day (vitally important at the best of times, particularly so as I comprise the entire secretarial team today and therefore will be doing demented octopus impressions until 5pm).

No mug. Look in cupboards etc, still no mug. So I use one of the spare ones hanging around and begin fielding the first sixty incoming calls and requests.

Once I eventually find the time to leg it to the kitchen to make a follow-up cup, there's my mug, upside down on the draining board. So for a minute I think I was obviously going bonkers and had just missed it. Until I pick it up.

There is lipstick smeared all round the rim, and tea stains all over the inside. So not only has some bugger used it (fair enough, not really that bothered), but they have given it the most cursory of rinses (if at all) and put it back pretending to be clean.

Yuck, ick, ugh. And grrr, for good measure.