For the first time in my life, I've had a cup of coffee. Well, to be precise, half a cup of coffee. I didn't like it. Not even when one of my coworkers made it with cream and sugar.
I work in an office where I think I'm the only person who does not drink their body weight in coffee each day. I've managed to get two college degrees and to work through an internship and my first busy season without drinking an ounce of the foul concoction. However, last night I was completely exhausted and had hit a mental wall. Nothing else was going to get done without some kind of liquid energy. My favorite varieties of tea are actually decaffinated since caffeine and I don't react well together. To be honest, it's amazing that I actually slept last night considering how late it was when I decided to drink that coffee.
I was told that I would learn to like it if I would drink a cup every day for a week. Learning to like it and permanently damaging my taste buds is just not worth the jolt of caffeine.
How can something that smells so good can taste so bad?
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