I am becoming increasingly convinced that the office I work in is haunted by a ghost who enjoyed coffee in his or her living years. A lot. I come to this conclusion due to the fact that there is a creamer drawer in the break area that often, under its own accord, slowly slided open – often while I’m standing right there! I’m sure if it wasn’t a warm area anyway due to the coffee brewing, I’d feel an icy chill as I walk by now and then.
And who can blame it really – we have darn good coffee where I work.