The first time he brewed coffee, one of the new baristas at our shop neglected to use a filter. It was basically a mess.
Filters, in coffee and in life, are generally good things.
Yesterday was slow. There were about four of us standing around doing nothing: zero customers, no syrups to refill, no cups to restock, no dishes to be done.
This never happens, so we didn't know what to do with ourselves.
We hired a new girl last week who is about 5 months pregnant (give or take?) and pretty shy (relative to the generally uninhibited atmosphere around her).
Neglecting to insert his filter before he spoke, one of our co-workers, in attempts to fill the silence of the afternoon, goes up to the new girl and asks her:
'Sooooo, are ya getting pumped?'
'For what?'
'All the pain you're going to be in, in a few months when you have to give birth?'
Blank stares...mouths open in disbelief...did that realllly just happen?
Filters are good in coffee and in life.
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