Got some good news this morning. Seems next year I'll be working an upper tunnel. So stopped at the Bramasole for a celebration breakfast. Great western sandwich, great homefries, terrible coffee.
So here at the Salt Mine, was all set to mix up some Nicaraguan Dark Roast, but one of the other miners had made coffee already. "Help yourself," she said. Couldn't see a way to pour her stuff down the drain and make my own so now I'm drinking even worse coffee.
It just goes to show that the universe is all about balance.
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