I didn’t have the best of starts to my Monday morning. We have a new coffee machine at work, so thought I would bring in some pods from home to use. I’ve been doing this all last week, and the machine was behaving itself well. That was until this morning, when I used THREE pods and only got, what can only be described as a single shot of coffee, instead of an entire mug.
Pod #1 – Chucked into the pod graveyard (the container in the coffee machine for used pods), without even a drop of water being passed through it.
Pod #2 – Enough to make an Espresso, even though it was not an Espresso pod!
Pod #3 – Went the way of Pod #1… chucked away, without being used. By the machine, may I add, not me!
This has made me very angry. The small amount of coffee has pacified me a little, but I will be returning for more coffee soon, although this time won’t be using the fancy machine that George Clooney advertises.
In better news, I saw Sir David Attenborough trending on Twitter this morning. Whenever I see this, I can’t lie and say that I am not worried. The legend is approaching 91 years of age, after all. It was all good. Sir David will be presenting a new series of The Blue Planet. I love this natural history documentaries, so to hear that another is on its way is very pleasing. I am still awaiting a signed photo of Sir David (see earlier blog), although have received a lovely set of autographs from The Yorkshire Vet staff.
A little update on the coffee machine – I tried it again later in the day (after writing the above). The thing now leaks, and when I say leaks, I mean leaks like that incontinent old woman on Little Britain. Water went everywhere. I must have used half of a huge kitchen roll to clean it up, and given the fact I didn’t do anything to cause the leak (besides have the audacity to use the damn thing to make a cup of coffee), it’ll probably start spilling out water again! I’ve decided that from tomorrow morning, I’ll be going back to the good, old, water boiler. It may taste of lime scale, but it works! Oh, and no, I did not manage to get any coffee from the machine to accompany the leak!
There are three main non-work-related topics of discussion in the office. Football, family films from the 1980’s (The Flight of the Navigator being a particular favourite) and most recently, tea.
Like most offices all over the country ours is split into three different types of people – coffee drinkers, tea drinkers and those strange ones who don’t have anything hot. Up until recently, the tea drinkers were happy to live off PG Tips, Typhoo and when feeling adventurous, Tetley. However, recently strange varieties of tea have found their way onto the drinks shelf. Lady Gray, Chai and one called Assam (who I thought played for Liverpool) are just three I can recall from memory.
I have generally been a coffee drinker at work and steered clear of tea. However now all these exotic flavours have been made available, I’ve been tempted to drop the coffee granules for fancy tea bags. The other reason for this is because I recently bought a Nespresso coffee maker for the house. This makes truly amazing coffee and therefore renders all instant stuff, even the posh variety, awful.
The teas have certainly been interesting. Most notably a smoky one, which tastes like a pot of Tetley’s boiled on a barbecue. I drink that one under strict moderation. In fact, I’ve only had one cup. Something that smoky can’t be good for the lungs. The spicy, cinnamon flavours are my favourite.
All this foreign tea has upset the traditional tea drinkers, who for years having been content with the regular brands, now have to reach into any number of different tea boxes when making a round of hot drinks. I think the initial annoyance has finally calmed down, although I am tempted to bring in a ‘Teas of the World’ gift box from Whittards.
Take a look at all these goodies I got from the Premier Inn. Annoyingly, the free kettle and hair dryer were both wired into the wall. How are customers supposed to take these home with them? At letter of complaint will be sent.
One of the most annoying things in life, along with stubbing your toe on a door frame and receiving a telephone call from a bloke in strange far away land trying to sell you a mobile phone, is getting home from a hard days work to find the courier has attempted to deliver a parcel while you were out. Worse still, the courier does not work weekends and has just one collection depot, based in Outer Mongolia. These really are the things which cause people to go on killing sprees.
Luckily I did not fall victim to any of these frustrations today… but only just! No, I didn’t narrowly avoid a nasty looking door frame; nor did I just miss a call from a Mr. Nahasapeemapetilon trying to sell me double glazing. The stroke of good luck came when I returned home from work to see a man dressed in a UPS uniform walking away from my flat carrying a large box. At speeds which Theo Walcott and Usain Bolt could only dream of, I raced along Newbridge Road and caught up with the chap – seconds before he loaded my precious parcel onto his van and drove away – no doubt leaving me to sit in the middle of the road, crying and shouting very loudly.
Yes, I managed to catch the lovely man from UPS, sign for my parcel and return to my flat. Had I not done so, given the fact weekend deliveries are a non-occurrence in the courier-world, I would almost certanly have lost the package forever.
“What was in this package?” I hear you all ask… 8 boxes of coffee pods – the new Americano flavour for my wonderful coffee machine. As part of some promotion to launch the new product, they were being sold for half price. Given the fact I had many reward tokens for buying so many packets of Nestlé coffee in the past, this purchase was almost free. To say I was very pleased, was somewhat of an understatement… but not too much of one – let’s not get carried away here, it’s only coffee.
I bought one of these yesterday…
No, it’s not a robot from Star Wars, it is Nestle Dolce Gusto drinks machine. Using pods, it makes coffee, cappuccino, espresso, hot chocolate, etc. More of less the closest thing you’ll get to Starbucks at home.
It’s really nice. The only problem is after tasting good coffee, I’ll never be able to drink this stuff at work again…
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