27 March 2012
Coffee Withdrawl... why is it MY responsbility????
Okay, so, we are on the final week of this month... and I can't be happier... I cannot wait for this month from hell to go away...
Yesterday the coffee pot broke... well, it didn't really "BREAK"... it just quit working properly. They came to me to call the repair guy. So I did.
Mind you, I don't drink coffee... so I did my "duty" and called for service.
Considering we have a bldg full of engineers and production people who live with an IV attached to their arms, filling the constant requirement for caffeine...
Yesterday was rough... they were already starting to show symptoms of withdrawl. It was NOT a pretty site... and then, when I came in this morning... at 6:30am (mind you... BEFORE my day even officially starts)... I was advised that the coffee machine was STILL broke.
Okay. Yeah. So?
There's a vending machine in the lunchroom... oh yeah, you would have to PAY for it then... and I am sure there are tons of gas stations and Starbucks along the route to work also... oh, but wait... you would have to PAY for it there also!
Anyway, I got three hits this morning about the machine being down. I really wanted to tell everyone EXACTLY what was on my mind... but I didn't. I bit my tongue... and called service... again... for a second time... and then again for the third time.
I was at the point that if I heard "when will the machine be fixed" or "I can get a new coffee company in here tomorrow", I was ready to scream. (As if tomorrow will work... withdraw anxieties are already setting in today... by tomorrow everyone might be dead!)
The poor service guy made it, I met him at the door. He smiled and apologized, he was out yesterday (obviously the dispatcher did not know that... which leads to the whole communication issue... but let's not get me started on that!).
He fixed it and no one bothered him or stood over his shoulder. As he left, he smiled, I said thanks... and sent a message out to the world that the coffee machine was fixed. It was like a parade of ants to a picnic... lining up to get their daily fix...