It is a bad morning when I need to go into the break room for a 2nd cup of coffee ( Steven never has two cups at home… ). Yesterday I worked about 15 hours, mostly because I felt like i just really needed to sprint. I had had too many things on my plate for too long of a time and I wanted to get them out of the way. As a result of that work yesterday, I was tired when I came back today, ergo second cup.
But it was a surprise when I entered the break room, for not only was there FRESH coffee on the burner it was, uh FRESH and it was THERE. And that was awesome.