I will be honest. I am becoming somewhat disenchanted with people taking advantage of me. In fact, it's seems to be increasing at a relatively alarming rate.
For example, I typically buy coffee to take with me into the workplace. Likewise, my collaborative partner also will purchase coffee to bring with her on a weekly basis. We will typically consume about two cups of coffee each for a total of four daily. The pot that holds our freshly made dark roast java usually contains about six cups of coffee. Two pots a day would yield twelve cups. 12 - 4 = 8.
I wonder where the other eight cups go...
I have a few ideas.
My father once told me the story of a itinerant farm hand who frequented their home each summer in the hope of finding gainful employment. While he was a hard worker, this farmhand had a troubling habit -- he would perpetually bum tobacco of the other workers and never repay his debt. One day, he asked a co-worker if he could "bum a chew" from him as they were riding out the field on a wagon. The man replied sure, stood up, opened his pouch of tobacco, urinated into it, and handed it to the beggar. He noted "that's how I keep it moist..."
The wanderer never bummed a chew again.
I sure would hate to have to start peeing in the coffee can...
26 October 2011
Leeches
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