One of the best perks about my office is a constant supply of coffee and tea.  It’s not a huge or lavish perk, but it’s more wonderful than you think.  I mean, do you have any comprehension how much peppermint tea I go through in a week?  Let’s just say a lot. 

So imagine my dismay when I walk into the kitchen this morning to find we’re completely out.  I checked every cabinet, every drawer, but no luck.  I was able to find one lonely tea bag hidden in the back of my filing cabinet (and how did it get there?), but the tea that resulted tastes mildly stale.

I think my day may be ruined.