a tale of SAD

[squeequeg]

I had a fantastic time at Boskone this year, and I fully intend to put up a con report later tonight. (Once I get home through the blizzard.)

In the meantime, though, here's something completely trivial:

I wanted coffee. It's snowing, and cold, and I'm tired, so I wanted coffee.

So I went to the cafeteria. That's where they have coffee. At least in the mornings. They have many coffees. Sometimes they have coffees that are supposed to crunch, at least according to the coffee name. I don't understand this.

But that's not important now.

They didn't have any coffee. That's okay. I have learned to live with many disappointments.

One of the things that helps me with these disappointments, specifically the coffee disappointments, is the hot cocoa machine. It makes hot cocoa. You push the button and it goes whoosh and there's hot cocoa. It even says "Delicious Hot Chocolate" on the front but we know that means hot cocoa.

It's okay. It could be better. But it's hot cocoa.

So I got a cup and I brought it to the hot cocoa machine. I pushed the button and it went whoosh.

It was hot water. A cup full of hot water, with a few little flakes that might have been chocolate, once, back in the old country.

The cafeteria staff had cleaned out the hot cocoa machine for the weekend. It didn't have any hot chocolate. It had only SAD.

And now I had a cup that was FULL OF SAD and nothing but SAD with a few SAD FLAKES in it. I WANTED COFFEE BUT I GOT SAD. WITH SAD FLAKES.

I AM NOW SAD.

Comments

[stealthmuffin.livejournal.com]

Schadenfreude-riffic!