This reminded me of my first work rebellion, about 8 years ago...
(I had been working here for a year, it was high time to start rebelling, right?)
I used to be a full fledged member of the coffee drinking society.
I was always the first person to get to the office. Yes, I was THAT girl (still am). So I would make the coffee. Fine. UNTIL people started EXPECTING me to make the coffee. People - meaning my boss. She would even pop her head into my cubicle and say, "POM, we're out of coffee."
UM, are you f'ing kidding me? Don't get me wrong. I lurve to do things for people I like. I bring treats, silly gifts, help with errands, anything. BUT for people I don't like (or fake liking) it's another story especially when they start to EXPECT it. Well, that was it for me.
So what do I do? I quit drinking coffee. I wish I could say that I quit for my health or some fabulous reason like that, but no. I quit because it was a passive aggressive way to get back at my boss.
The first morning of the coffee coup, my boss leaned over my cubicle and said, "POM, there's no coffee."
I replied, "I don't drink coffee anymore and I really can't support other people drinking it. Plus, I can't stand the smell of coffee pee in the office bathroom."
Now everyone goes to Starbucks, but there is no coffee brewed in this office. Nine years later and I still only drink tea.
(Image borrowed from deansbeans.com)
Oh yeah, I ran this morning. Did not want to get up, but kept thinking "bikini season, bikini season" and I got up. I felt like I was struggling. I was doing Fartleks and started out sprinting way too early, wasn't warmed up yet. Had issues catching my breath.
Miles: 4 Time: 34:14