"The Coffee Foot"
Why I would be a crap waitress.
Sure, I'm clumsy. Yes, at times I can get frazzled and overwhelmed.
But overall, I don't learn from my mistakes.
To explain:
I take milk in my coffee.
It's all back and forth from the fridge to the Pot.
I hold the freshly poured & creamed cup of coffee in my right hand,
grab the Carton with my left and proceed to put the milk away.
All seems fine and successful until midway through this activity my attention is whipped down to my foot.
My brain s l o w l y puts the puzzle pieces together.
First, wet sensation to warm- hot, to slight burning.
I finally look past the fridge door and over my right shoulder to notice the fact that I'm spilling a third of my coffee all over my right foot.
Hence, The Coffee Foot.
My multitasking tendencies comes with two scoops of stupidity.
This is a far too regular occurrence.
I'm trying to bring the ratio down.
Why I would be a crap waitress.
Sure, I'm clumsy. Yes, at times I can get frazzled and overwhelmed.
But overall, I don't learn from my mistakes.
To explain:
I take milk in my coffee.
It's all back and forth from the fridge to the Pot.
I hold the freshly poured & creamed cup of coffee in my right hand,
grab the Carton with my left and proceed to put the milk away.
All seems fine and successful until midway through this activity my attention is whipped down to my foot.
My brain s l o w l y puts the puzzle pieces together.
First, wet sensation to warm- hot, to slight burning.
I finally look past the fridge door and over my right shoulder to notice the fact that I'm spilling a third of my coffee all over my right foot.
Hence, The Coffee Foot.
My multitasking tendencies comes with two scoops of stupidity.
This is a far too regular occurrence.
I'm trying to bring the ratio down.
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