|10:02 am - This indeed is a dark day, dudes.*|
Okay, that's it.
I can't take this anymore.
Coffee should taste like coffee. If you find that unpleasant, you can always thin it with milk or disguise it with sugar.
Flavored coffee is an abomination on par with the musicals of Rogers and Hammerstein.
Whatever today's flavor is,** it smells just like the stuff we used to use to polish the woodwork when I lived at The Pit. I can't get it past my nose. This occurrence has become more and more common as the AEG and her friends discover more and more "interesting" flavors that they just have to try.
I will no longer drink the "good" coffee at work. I can't do it anymore. I just can't. The free, weak swill that comes out of the vending machine is better than this.
* Sorry to ruin the sense of doom and futility, but I liked the alliteration.
** Addendum: This coffee is apparently called Tamsyn, and I have no idea what it's supposed to taste like (other than "artificial and natural flavors"). I'm not aware of a flavor called tamsyn, and Google returns no helpful matches on the search for "tamsyn coffee."
Current Mood: sad
Current Music: Information Society -- The Ridge