We recently got one of those Keurig coffee things at work. So, rather than bringing my usual sock water coffee from home (that I always end up spilling all over myself in transit), I decided to bring my own mug so I can have a nice fresh cup of coffee brewed just for me. I got a little lazy about my mug though. I washed it and left it at work so I could use it again the next day. My new coffee drinking life was moving along swimmingly. My clean mug was waiting for me when I got to work. Until one day, it wasn’t.
I got to work, and I couldn’t find my mug anywhere. To add to that, there weren’t any other mugs or cups or anything that could feasibly be used as a beverage container anywhere in sight. At that point, something funny happened to my body.
Fire shot from my eyeballs, and devil horns began to sprout from my forehead. Despite my newfound, devil fire powers, I still had no mug.
So, the next day, I brought a different mug. Once I had my coffee, my devil horns turned into a halo.
I trusted that my mug would be safe in the office kitchen, and I may even find the other one. All was right with the world. For about 2 weeks. Until it wasn’t. I got to work to find my mug was missing again.
This time, I brought my devil horns and fire-shooting eyeballs home. I told the husband about the missing mugs, and he proposed a sticky note solution:
For just a moment, I was tempted to try this, even though I don’t have gonorrhea. But then, I started to wonder, what exactly is the husband suggesting people might do with coffee mugs anyway? From what I understand, anything below the belt is against the rules…even if you have devil horns.