yuck
Being the frugal person that I am, I try to take advantage of the perks at work. When they built the new break rooms the people in charge had the amazing idea of putting in industrial sized coffee makers. Angels! These people are my kind of people! They are also so kind as to provide coffee, filters, non-dairy creamer packets (i would love if they provided real 1/2 and 1/2 or soy creamer, but i'm not living in a dream land, so no complaints from me) and all the other essentials for an enjoyable coffee experience.
When everyone first opened the new cupboards and saw the shiny silver bags of Starbucks coffee they ooooed and ahhhhed. Some people even went as far as to sneak these shiny silver bags out of the break room for their own use. The first pot was made I eagerly grabbed a cup, waiting to pounce on the liquid caffeine as soon as it finished brewing. I added a bit of creamer, a dash of sugar and was on my way back to my desk when I tried the first sip. Coffee (or something that was supposed to resemble it) nearly shot right back out of my mouth. Maybe I was just a bit unprepared. I took a closer look. It looked like coffee. It smelled like coffee. That is where the similarity ended. It was akin to drinking hot tar mixed with burning rubber. Some "coffee drinkers" didn't seem to notice, some realized it was crap, but were (like me) too cheap to shell out $1 a day for the good stuff, and I think some people even gave up coffee all together over the experience.
So every once in a great while, when feeling the need to save the dollar that I would normally spend on the REALLY nice organic coffee that tastes like a little piece of caffeinated heaven served downstairs I take a jaunt to the break room and try to doctor a cup of this "coffee" to some drinkable state. Many methods have tried and failed. Adding more creamer, adding tons of sugar, mixing in a packet of hot cocoa, watering it down and repeating previous methods but in the end it tastes like tar and burning rubber with sugar. I have yet to finish a cup of it.
Today I have once again failed at doctoring this coffee into a drinkable beverage. I am starting to believe that there is no hope for the "coffee" in the shiny silver bags. Nothing in this world is free my friends.... well, nothing worth drinking. Lesson Learned.
When everyone first opened the new cupboards and saw the shiny silver bags of Starbucks coffee they ooooed and ahhhhed. Some people even went as far as to sneak these shiny silver bags out of the break room for their own use. The first pot was made I eagerly grabbed a cup, waiting to pounce on the liquid caffeine as soon as it finished brewing. I added a bit of creamer, a dash of sugar and was on my way back to my desk when I tried the first sip. Coffee (or something that was supposed to resemble it) nearly shot right back out of my mouth. Maybe I was just a bit unprepared. I took a closer look. It looked like coffee. It smelled like coffee. That is where the similarity ended. It was akin to drinking hot tar mixed with burning rubber. Some "coffee drinkers" didn't seem to notice, some realized it was crap, but were (like me) too cheap to shell out $1 a day for the good stuff, and I think some people even gave up coffee all together over the experience.
So every once in a great while, when feeling the need to save the dollar that I would normally spend on the REALLY nice organic coffee that tastes like a little piece of caffeinated heaven served downstairs I take a jaunt to the break room and try to doctor a cup of this "coffee" to some drinkable state. Many methods have tried and failed. Adding more creamer, adding tons of sugar, mixing in a packet of hot cocoa, watering it down and repeating previous methods but in the end it tastes like tar and burning rubber with sugar. I have yet to finish a cup of it.
Today I have once again failed at doctoring this coffee into a drinkable beverage. I am starting to believe that there is no hope for the "coffee" in the shiny silver bags. Nothing in this world is free my friends.... well, nothing worth drinking. Lesson Learned.