Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Monday, You Suck

Hey Lifers...

So yesterday for me, was the type of Monday morning that everybody talks about. It was the type of Monday that makes us all hate that day.

Over the weekend the DW decided to purchase a new coffee maker. Thanks to all those who participated in the Facebook poll and for helping her, um I mean us, decide what kind she, we wanted. 

Anyway, she decided on the Keurig.

So we got home pretty late on Saturday night, and didn't get a chance to fire it up. So Sunday morning the DW loaded it up and we had sweet coffee bliss.

I'm getting to my point about Monday, just bare with me.

Sunday night I ask the DW if the coffee maker is ready to go for me in the morning. Now again, I didn't actually use the coffee maker on Sunday. I didn't read the instructions, and I really had no idea what to do. I knew something about the little cup thingy and putting my cup where the pot used to be, but after that I was a little fuzzy. I guess I thought the DW would just make it for me for the rest of my life. Should have thought that one out a little more. Of course her reply was yes it's all ready to go.

Should have thought that one out a little more too. 

So I get up on Monday, now usually I don't fix myself coffee before work. But today was a new day, and I was drawn to those little gourmet refills like Charlie Sheen is addicted to.......Huh. What's Charlie Sheen Not addicted to?

Anyway, I had to have a cup. So I get up, and the entire time I'm getting ready I'm thinking about this coffee. I know sad right, but it was Monday morning. Right before I'm ready to leave I turn on the coffee maker. I put in my cup of liquid love push the button and......nothing.

OK no big deal. The other day you had to let it warm up right? I'll wait a few minutes here...wait....push button again....nothing. What? Open the lid, check the cup. Close the lid, push the button...nothing.

Now I'm trying not to make to much noise or turn on any lights because I didn't wanna have to listen to the DW complain later that day about how I woke her up at 5:30 in the morning, I'm a good husband like that. So I push the button again. Open the lid again. Still nothing.

Now at this point I wanted walk into that bedroom, flip on the light, kick the bed and yell at the top of my lungs: YOUR STUPID COFFEE MAKER DOESN'T WORK. I'VE GOTTA LEAVE AND NOW I CAN'T HAVE COFFEE. IT'S BAD ENOUGH THAT IT'S 5:30 ON  MONDAY MORNING, BUT NOW YOU'VE SABOTAGED ME WITH YOUR STUPID COFFEE MAKER. FIX IT. FIX IT NOW.

But of course I didn't. I just went on my way. Oh I let my frustration be known though. I sent her a text later....after she got up.

Turns out it didn't have enough water.

Well that's another fine mess you've gotten me into Ollie.

I hate Monday mornings.


Leave me a comment Lifers....


  1. hahaha! That's all I can say. hahahaha!

  2. A Monday morning without coffee is like... well, a nightmare. Yikes! Bet you know how to use it now, huh?