No ride today, 8am Central meeting is 6am for me here in California's elbow. Usually I do meetings this early from home. Since this is a major one and I'm presenting right around 7, it's not one I could do from home while the kids get up. I didn't have enough done in the house to leave at 5:30 on the bike so left at 5:47 in the truck and made it on time.
At my office we used to have a coffee maker and a drawer of filters and grounds. Finish the pot, make another, til about afternoon break time, then an office manager would do the dishes. During peak covid, though, my employer took out all the coffee makers and replaced them with k-cup machines. And our area was not stocked with cups. We had to get them either from the offices along the wall populated by directors, or from the other coffee mess on the other end of the building.
But recently the cubes were consolidated again. Now we have Karen B. Karen comes in and makes eight vacuum insulated pots of six flavors of Peets every morning and sets them up on yellow drip mats and puts all the grounds in a bin for compost, and does all these dishes on the dot at 3. And it seems like she is always there. If you make a replacement pot she appears to critique it. When she's out for a day she'll hang out in there all day and tell all the regular coffee drinkers how they should do it while she's gone. I am trying not to be irritated by the mania, because we benefit so greatly from it. This has been going on for three or four months. I walked in about 830 one day a month ago and she was there - with nothing obvious to do, but she said "Did YOU make the first pot of coffee this morning?"
"no"
"Well WHOEVER it was did a good job, but didn't put the grounds in the bin."
Perhaps to head off any more sinners, today she was in there making coffee at 5:57am.
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Genesis 49:16-17
"Well, well!" said Holmes, impatiently. "A good cyclist does not need a high road. The moor is intersected with paths and the moon is at the full."