Most mornings are just great. You wake up beside a handsome, young lad. You've slept well. He hasn't. It doesn't matter. "You stay in bed, I'll just drink some coffee and play some games or whatever". He falls back into half-sleeping/half-peeping at me getting dressed.
Well then, coffee. Maybe I was a little too overconfident. I've encountered coffee machines before. They're not that complicated. Just add water too the tank, coffee discs, check and...wait.
Then I saw the machine. - insert soundtrack of Jaws-
It's a Tassimo. It hates me. Where does the disc go??
25 minutes, an instructionvideo and some pepptalks later I managed to make me a decent cup of coffee.
Fml.
No fuck you Tassimo for making my life so hard.
Hasta luego,
Louise
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