Thursday, March 27, 2008

=black tar=

Here at work, we have what we like to call black tar. What is black tar you ask? Why, it's our coffee. Yes, sick isn't it? A few months ago, more like 8 now that I think about it, we had a taste test in our lounge/break room. There were about 5 different coffees lined up for us to taste and vote on which was the best. Black tar is what was picked by the majority. It's horrible, there isn't enough creamer to make it taste better. It's thick, burnt and bitter. Sadly enough, most of us aren't paid enough to get REAL coffee...so we are stuck drinking our black tar. One of these days...I think it may kill me...lol.

I think I'm crazy because I LOVE TO CLEAN! There, I said it. I love to clean. I'm sitting here at work, with about 15 minutes left before I get to head home, and all I can think about is what I can clean when I get home. I'm anxious to start doing laundry and cleaning the bathrooms. I know...am I sick? I think I have a fever! Wait...yep, I do.

Well, off to job hunting...

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