Yesterday morning, in my infinite wisdom, I decided that I did not need a cup of coffee. I was, in fact, too tired to make myself a cup. You would think that that would have been fairly good indicator that I did, indeed, need a dose of caffeine but, whatever, it didn't happen.
Later in the day I was at work in a meeting with our $200/hour software developer consultant. He was showing me and my boss how to make modifications to a form; very interesting and informative, I assure you. Really it is . . . well, for me it is.
Anyhoo, I’m sitting there paying attention to his demonstration and suddenly I start fading. Pretty soon it became a struggle to keep my eyes open. He looked in my direction to explain something and he said, “Whoa, you’re sleeping.”
I wasn’t actually asleep, but I was fighting it hard. “I am.” I replied, “You can tell?” He said, “You look dazed and you’re eyes are practically crossed.” He proceeded to give me a dollar and insisted I go get a cup of coffee. I balked. He said, “No, really. I insist.” Okay. Albeit for me to refuse free caffeine. It was the best cup of coffee I’ve had in ages. He said, “Free coffee is always the best coffee.”
Lesson learned . . . make coffee in the morning even if you’re too tired to make it. Now, if I could only remember what he was trying to teach me . . . that was a lesson not learned, apparently.
