morning coffee: What Happened on October 9th

Something big’s going to happen today. I just know it. It’s been foreseen. Continue reading morning coffee: What Happened on October 9th

morning coffee: The Man at My Desk

I have a routine every morning. I set my backpack in my desk chair, unpack it, set it under my desk, log on, clock in, and drink my morning coffee. Then I check my ticket queue and start working. This has been my daily exercise, with little variation, for over four months.

It was startling, then, to arrive at my desk this morning and see that I had already finished everything. Continue reading morning coffee: The Man at My Desk

morning coffee: There’s Something in the Water

I can’t drink from the water cooler anymore. There’s something in it. Continue reading morning coffee: There’s Something in the Water

morning coffee: Everyone is Dead, Maybe, Possibly

I don’t mean to complain. I’m not complaining. I’m not a complainer, per se, but I’ve been the only team member to consistently show up to work for over three weeks.  Continue reading morning coffee: Everyone is Dead, Maybe, Possibly

morning coffee: My Notebook’s Trying to Warn Me

Someone’s sending me messages after hours, I think.  Continue reading morning coffee: My Notebook’s Trying to Warn Me

morning coffee: Bill Gets a Haircut

I gave Bill a haircut today. Now he’s bigger than ever.

Continue reading morning coffee: Bill Gets a Haircut

morning coffee: A Third Inexplicable Leaf

Bill, my desk plant, keeps growing. He won’t stop growing. Dear God, make him stop growing. Continue reading morning coffee: A Third Inexplicable Leaf