My coffee luck this semester is sucking so far. I can’t catch a break
Tuesday- Sorry our espresso machine is broken.
So I decide to get a regular coffee, which I hate. I decided to fill my glass with mild. Guess what happens next? ….. It runs out, so I am forced to fill the rest with bold. I ask for two sugars and two creamers. Stir and head to class.
Thursday- Sorry our espresso machine still sucks (where does my tuition money go?)
Yet again I ask for a 16 ounce coffee. Head for mild and it runs out again. Fill the rest with bold. By this point a guy has walked up about to order something. The clerk asks me how many creams I want. I hesitantly say four, knowing the guy is going to think I’m a freak. I look over and he can barely keep himself from laughing out loud. He gives me a “you are so pathetic” smile and proceeds to give his order to the clerk. I’m rushing by this point to get to class that I forgot the cardboard covering around the cup. I walk out of the IMU and I realize that my fingers are on fire. I don’t have time to turn back around so I keep on going. The entire way to MacBride I’m trying to rearrange my fingers so I can distribute the burning throughout. By the time I get to my class all ten of my fingers are red and sore.
Next Tuesday- Sorry our espresso is broken still and we are completely out of coffee except decaf. Yeah that’s what a college kid needs, decaf. He goes on to say that I could get some coffee in the cafeteria of the IMU.
I head around the hall and get to the cafeteria. I’m forced to settle for a French Vanilla. I select my small cup and begin to fill it up. I try not to fill it all the way up because I have a tendency of spilling things. Unfortunately the machine decides to overflow my cup with water after I have released the button. The top of the cup is filled to the rim with coffee and foam. I then to decide to slurp off the foam so I can put the lid on. I place my lid to the cup and what I thought was foam, turned out to be steaming hot French Vanilla. I try not to scream out from the scorching sensation on my tongue and down my throat. I put the lid on and head to the cash register to pay. Luckily this time I grabbed a cardboard carrier.
Next Thursday- I decided to switch it up and get my coffee at the Library. VICTORIOUS!! Best coffee I have ever had on campus