Coffee Cleric

The most amazing thing happened to me. I went into the breakroom to get some coffee (some of the coffee I just brewed because the pot was empty again) and the boss had just gone in ahead of me. What happened next was amazing.

He had the pot of Good Stuff in his hand, and asked, “are you coming for some of this?” I didn’t know how to handle it, but I figured the truth was better than a lie. This man was offering to let me get my coffee before he got his. Then he shocked me. He poured my coffee for me, before he took a cup.

I think that I have had a conversion. I think that we have found our spiritual leader. He That Would Forsake the Brew To Give Unto Others. I have a lot of work ahead of me. I need to gouge his eyes out, since we need a proper blind cleric. It isn’t going to be easy, though, because he was a Marine officer, and he’s still in pretty good shape.

I’ll need a cunning plan.

4 Comments

  1. The Sicilian says:

    Proper blind cleric….You’re a creepy guy sometimes.

  2. The Sicilian says:

    Those freaky Europeans.

  3. Mexigogue says:

    Something Shakespearian. Wasn’t there a story about a dude who had sex with his own mom and then he gouged his own eyes out? Or was that on a Brady Bunch episide? I always get those mixed up.

  4. Phelps says:

    I think that was that Freaky Friday movie. Disney flicks are always perverted, like European porno.