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This will probably sound like a really bad cliché, but it's true (sadly? funnily? you decide).
As I might have mentioned, the boyfriend is working for a company implementing internet security...
Long story short, biggest conglomeration of geeks ever. (And yes, they do call themselves geeks).
The floor my fiancé works at has decided to buy a top of the range espresso machine, (split between all of them it wasn't so expensive) and they have a cupboard with coffee pods (?) of every possible brand to be found on either side of the French border (living 20km from it has its advantages, I reckon), perfectly organised with prices per pod and a schedule to refurbish the cupboard.
Today the espresso machine broke.
It was chaos, mayhem and despair all over the floor (ok, I might be exaggerating a bit) for the major caffeine withdrawal.
They held a funeral (mock, but I'm not joking, they really did!) for the espresso machine before calling technical support.
-------And I don't even like coffee.
As I might have mentioned, the boyfriend is working for a company implementing internet security...
Long story short, biggest conglomeration of geeks ever. (And yes, they do call themselves geeks).
The floor my fiancé works at has decided to buy a top of the range espresso machine, (split between all of them it wasn't so expensive) and they have a cupboard with coffee pods (?) of every possible brand to be found on either side of the French border (living 20km from it has its advantages, I reckon), perfectly organised with prices per pod and a schedule to refurbish the cupboard.
Today the espresso machine broke.
It was chaos, mayhem and despair all over the floor (ok, I might be exaggerating a bit) for the major caffeine withdrawal.
They held a funeral (mock, but I'm not joking, they really did!) for the espresso machine before calling technical support.
-------And I don't even like coffee.
