Like many a workplace planet-wide (start big, I say) ours worships the coffee bean. I didn’t realise how much a disciple I was until I chanced into work early.
Strictly, against the terms of the UN’s Hardly Workin’Convention (a.k.a. the Mañana Protocol) I cruised through the office and did a quick check on what I needed to do next week (I’d had five weeks away, see).
And there I discovered a Christmas card from the coffee chain Gloria Jeans addressed to Big Red, The Ghost and myself (names changed to protect the addicted).
Might be time to cut down on the caffeine in 2008.
Elevate the Insignificant,