This story is from real life, oh yeah!
And it doesn't give rial, but it is real. hahahahahaha
A year ago I started in a new school, the truth is that I was annoyed to go back to a school to work with a lot of children, I was used to work only with personalized classes that only attended to one student per hour. But I guess I'm getting old and I need to rest, I can't make my voice loud enough for everyone to hear me and my mind in the morning just wants coffee and bread and butter to dip....
Enjoying the sunrise from the window of my house and nothing else....
The school is two blocks away from my house, that is to say, a few long blocks. But I still decided to accept it because I really needed a steady income to count on and that's why I agreed to get up early every day and walk to school.
On the way to school I discovered a coffee plantation and I was very happy because it meant that I could take some beans and prepare my coffee in the mornings at the office before starting the day.
Although to stop to grab coffee I had to stop earlier and take advantage of the time.
I could make some extra money if I sell that coffee I thought to myself!
I carried my little basket under my arm and went all the way picking my own coffee like a peasant girl, my colleagues already called me the coffee woman. Because the room I arrived in was impregnated with the smell of delicious coffee that I picked every day.
It was so much that even my superiors in the office asked me why I was picking so much coffee, that coffee is harmful.
Oh my God!
At that moment I got upset, shouted and told her:
Excuse me, boss, coffee is wonderful, the only one who does harm is you when you don't pay my paycheck on time and when you call us on a Saturday or Sunday to ask us about something work related.
For God's sake, do me a favor!
and shut up.
Don't mess with my coffee...
A few days later I am sitting there working on the planning but I stop for a moment to make a pot of coffee because I needed to control the cold of the office with something hot and also the horrible sleep I was having.
This boss of mine does nothing but watch me drink coffee.
Does she want to?
(I ask inside my thoughts)
As I have no grudge against her, I walk to the coffee machine and with a sarcastic smile.
I tell her: "Boss, do you want coffee?
Her: (She shouts at me)
YES PLEASE, I'M SO SURE I WANT TO TASTE THAT DELICIOUS COFFEE YOU MAKE.
IT SMELLS DIVINE!...
Oh no, forgive me!
I'm sorry to make fun of you for picking coffee every day, for your addiction, for your advocacy and love for it. As if it were the cure for some disease.
I serve him the coffee and leave the spoon for him to put the sugar he wants.
And she says to me:
Professor;
I couldn't help laughing every time I saw my boss, she would think I did the spoon thing on purpose... BUT I SWEAR I DIDN'T!
After a few weeks she called the whole group to a meeting.
She publicly apologized saying:
I shouldn't have screwed you over on the coffee thing. I really feel envious of you because you always have time to do everything you want to do during the week. And on top of that you enjoy coffee as if it were holy water.
I answer: Coffee for me is blessed, it is as if I were drinking from a priest's wine glass (for people who are religious).
Well, for me coffee is part of my daily complement.
You and your classmates brighten up my mornings with your jokes when you get together for coffee, and since I never drank I was jealous of not getting together with you.
I was really stupid, says the boss... (Me laughing inside and thinking that yes, she is really stupid).
At the end of the meeting he tells me:
WHAT DID THE COFFEE SAY TO THE SUGAR?
I don't know, you tell me...
WITHOUT YOU, MY LIFE WOULD BE VERY BITTER...
I just told him:
Just like your life without your coffee team....
Cheers with coffee in hand... (Toast)
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