So after being away for a few days, I get up this morning, and sit down at the computer with a fresh cup of coffee and my pipe. My desk is crowded with paperwork I need to get through. In my 'pre-coffee-uncoordinated-morning-state', I strike a match to light my pipe, the 'follow-through' of my match striking swing takes out my cup of coffee, dumping 1/2 of it onto my computer keyboard, and the other 1/2 onto all the paperwork.
As the coffee is spreading out over my desk, I realize that I don't have time to get a towel to soak it up - if I want any chance of preserving any of the paperwork. So I rip my shirt off and start sopping it up. My office has lots of windows, but other than the horses, I'm the only one on the property. Good thing I didn't have an audience.
To top it all off, I can't light my pipe because the matchbox is soaked with coffee.
And I still don't know where the coffee cup went.
As the coffee is spreading out over my desk, I realize that I don't have time to get a towel to soak it up - if I want any chance of preserving any of the paperwork. So I rip my shirt off and start sopping it up. My office has lots of windows, but other than the horses, I'm the only one on the property. Good thing I didn't have an audience.
To top it all off, I can't light my pipe because the matchbox is soaked with coffee.
And I still don't know where the coffee cup went.