I love coffee. That’s a well-known fact. But I don’t really have the job, or live in the country, for a cup of Starbucks every morning. So I make do by making and drinking my weight in coffee every morning. And that keeps me going for the day.
But the weekends – they’re for real coffee. Where I can drink a cup of coffee while listening to horrible elevator music.
Oh, and don’t forget doughnuts. Weekends are for doughnuts too.
Don’t worry. I didn’t eat them all.