Hmm... Apparently I’m not the only Super Karma Man in town. I’ve met my arch nemesis.
The fellow is an office associate but his name is unknown to me.
We stood side by side in the cafeteria this morning with our coffee mugs in hand - each first in line in front of the two coffee vending machines. We watched the digital displays on the machines. They both read the same.
LOW WATER SUPPLY --- PLEASE WAIT
We waited. The machines are always in sync it seems. They’re either both in ready status or both in waiting status at any given moment. As if they share one water source. The water source (or sources) are hooked up to the plumbing so there never is truly a water shortage. What it means is the hot water supply is low. The tap water must be further heated prior to use.
My display changed.
READY --- CHOOSE SIZE AND PRODUCT
I glanced over at my neighbor’s machine as I reached forward to place my mug on the small tray beneath the nozzle. I was surprised to see that his display has not changed. He still had to wait.
“Ha Ha!” I teased. “Sucker!”
I should not have taken my eyes off what I was doing. Just as I was taunting this man - this sucker - my mug collided with the front egde of the tray instead of sliding onto it. My fingers slipped off the handle.
Just as the word sucker left my lips I turned to watch my mug - my ‘I LOVE LONDON’ mug - fall to the floor where it shattered to bits.
My friends who were present just about died laughing. They had to sit down to keep from falling down.
My arch nemesis tried valiantly to surpress a smile as he reached across and served himself the coffee that would have been mine. But I could see it at the corners of his mouth.
‘Who’s the sucker now?’ were the unspoken words.
I shall have to watch my step around this man.
Everything Starts With A Story
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In 1802 Albert Mathieu-Favier began telling people a story. Imagine, he
said, a tunnel that dives under the sea that separates France from England.
It will...
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1 comment:
You should have just wrapped your lips around the nozzle and drank it straight from the machine. After you swallowed the last bit, you could have stood up and proclaimed through your blistered throat and mouth, "I don't need no stinkin' mug!"
Ya, that would have made you The Man!
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