Thursday, February 14, 2008

Cafe Au Coocoo

Insanity: Doing the same thing repeatedly and expecting a different result than previously witnessed. **

I stopped at the gas station filled my tankand purchased a cup of coffee on my way to work this morning. Sounds simple enough doesn’t it. Not so much. I knew better but I did it any way. Never believe the “decaf” label on the carafe. It is a blatant lie. The people who make coffee at these places probably brew the same regular coffee and put it in the decaf carafe. I hate them. I think this happens at your local greasy spoon as well. They probably don’t think it’s a big deal. For those of us who should not have caffeine it is a very big deal.

Caffeine makes me shake and cry. Yep, you read it right. My hands shake my heart races and I cry. I’m not sure what the crying is about. I understand the caffeine elevates my blood pressure and causes my heart to race – but the crying, who knows.

Anyway, I frequently risk drinking something that will completely unhinge me.

I put my physical/mental well being in the hands of the dishwasher at the Stop & Slop. That’s how make the coffee at those places, the guy who also sweeps. He ain’t reading the packages, he couldn’t care less if it’s caffeinated or not.

MyKiddo and Tipsy laugh at me when we’re out somewhere and I order decaf coffee. If the coffee looks suspect, too dark, or smells really strong, I question the waitress about it. “Are you sure this is decaf?” To which they always respond, “Yes maam, it’s decaf.” Hairnet wearing liars!!!!!! I can’t comfortably drink the coffee after this exchange. I look at it, stir in loads of cream and sugar and sip some. I never finish it…..not even half of it. C'mon people give me real decaf!

I know this insanity is self-inflicted. I realize that. But I continue to order decaf coffee. I do it because I like coffee and I don’t think it’s such a big deal to brew a pot of decaf - and I want some!



**(I don’t know who the hell the author is, but I’ve hear it a lot, so I‘m using it!)