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I’m a Pants Man

December 29, 2008

After taking a week off work for Christmas, I had an odd experience travelling to work today. You see, I couldn’t quite work out why I was getting such odd looks on the tram. A really odd mix of disturbed and amused looks. I shrugged it off, I look odd at the best of times. [...]

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Originality Zero

January 3, 2006

So I’ve successfully managed my first day back at work without plunging back into the world of liquor. Even after someone belatedly pushed a Secret Santa present my way – a bottle of wine. Luckily, wine is not something I’ve ever craved or been particularly fond of, so it’s just sitting on display in the [...]

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I’m Unaware of the Social Etiquette For…

March 17, 2005

1: Busker/Walkman Encounters. Whenever I’m wandering absently around the city, or on my way to or from work, it’s almost always to a soundtrack from my MP3 player. Usually this involves zooming my way through a city train station tunnel – the kind almost guaranteed to be inhabitated by buskers. Herein lies my dilemma. I’ll [...]

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I Take My Globalisation With Two Sugars

April 17, 2002

I’m strictly not a slave to the ways of coffee. Coffee was never something I’ve taken a particular interest in – in fact, my incompetence at ordering brunch-related beverages has become quite well known. Deciding one day to face my fears, I hazarded a step into a Starbucks outlet, and as if the coffee-related hustle [...]

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Stealing Coffee

July 31, 2001

Crushing my irrational fear of ordering coffee-based beverages is something which annually rolls over in my new year’s resolutions. Couldn’t be fucked this year, let’s try it next year. But invariably, I’m left gaping at any urban cafe’s chalkboard at the sheer anxiety-enducing choices in front of me. Whatever happened to simply ordering coffee? Unfortunately, [...]

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Hello, I have crabs. Hire me!

September 6, 2000

If I don’t get this job, I’m kinda screwed. I haven’t even been told that I have the job, but I’m walking around like I already do. Well… there WAS only one other person interviewed for the job, after all. Also, the guy at the recruitment agency said it’s looking ‘very, very positive’ for me. [...]

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Team Blonding Session

September 1, 2000

Me (on phone to my mum): It’s exactly the friggin’ same! My mum: No it’s not! Sport is stronger! Me: Why WOULDN’T they make them all the same strength? My mum: I don’t know. It’s their marketing! Me: Oh, look. I’m walking into the bathroom right now. I’m checking my deodorant. My mum: It won’t [...]

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The Good News: Medicare Now Covers Anagrams

January 27, 2000

I went and got my haircut yesterday at this place my mum usually goes to. As soon as I walked in the joint I knew I was in for a rough time. See, I don’t even pretend to understand things like ‘layering’ and associated hairdressery words. All I want is to go in there, get [...]

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There’s Too Much Dairy in Here

April 25, 1999

A small coffee incident today. In my office that I work in, we take it in turns to go and buy the coffee for morning tea. It was my turn this morning, and everyone wanted me to go to this new place across the road that specialises in making lasagna. So I bought about 6 [...]

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