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May 5 2008

Clan of the Cave Bean

I'm in the process of moving into my office at work. Now, I've had that same cave-like space for over a year, but up until now, I haven't actually worked in there for more than a few hours a week. It's not that I didn't have scads of paperwork that I could have done in the office; I just didn't have enough time during the day to do my work with clients in their homes and get into the office as well. I did my paperwork on-line at home.

This is changing. Beginning next week, I have what appears to be a regular job. That means I will be working 8-4:30, Monday through Friday and most of the time, I will be a cave-dweller.

And, it is truly cave like. There are no windows in any of the offices. My office is down in the basement, toward the back of the building. On the plus side, that means my office is fairly cool in the summer (Air conditioning? This is Alberta, we don't need no stinkin' air conditioning.) and it doesn't turn into a steam bath when the heat is on in the winter. It is also quiet down there. Very, very quiet.

On the minus side, the office kitchen, where the coffee is located, is upstairs.

I pondered this sorry state of affairs for almost seven minutes before I came up with a solution. Now, it's not like the office coffee is drinkable, because it's not. We have a second rate coffee pot and big red plastic bins of Folgers. It took me seven minutes to arrive at a solution only because I was not sure if I could be considered a team player if I ran out and bought my own coffee equipment before I actually moved into my space.

I also had to think of a sensible way to explain to my husband that I was about to spend in the neighbourhood of $300 on yet more coffee equipment when I wasn't actually getting a raise.

It turned out that this wasn't all that difficult. When I called my husband and told him that I was being brought "inside", he asked me if I had ordered the coffee equipment from work, or if I was planning on waiting until I got home that night.

I guess the man knows me pretty well.

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#1 05 May 2008 - 07:05

Good to "see" you. You are missed when you vanish for a while.

I'm sure in your situation, Jim would have bought me a bar fridge for my Diet Coke! ;)

Val

Anonymous

#2 05 May 2008 - 19:23

well, at least you have got your priorities straight. ;-)

limine

#3 06 May 2008 - 03:47

He probably considers it to be a cheap investment since you won't be doing paperwork at home!

And the nice thing about working in a cave is that you can walk outside any time you wish for companionship, or you can invite the occasional scurrying rat upstairs down to your cave for coffee. However, I'd swear them to secrecy. Once the word leaks out that there is good coffee in the building, you'll have to start charging by the cup.

InMyLife

#4 06 May 2008 - 04:26

Hello Miss Taming

How will you roast without a window?

BLW

Anonymous

#5 07 May 2008 - 03:07

I'll roast at home, and grind and brew at work ;).

taming

#6 07 May 2008 - 05:28

I had visions of a hockey bag full of roasting gear and a sack of green Yirgacheffe in the corner. Then this really long dryer vent tube snaking through the hallways and.....
;)

xo
BLW

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