The blacker the coffee, the crazier the afternoon

Each morning that I arrive at the office, I make a pot of coffee to help me navigate my way out of the cobwebs and into productivity. We have a super-fancy Bunn Coffee Maker at the office that makes a mean cup-o-Joe and generally, before anyone else arrives at the office, I’ve got all the liquid consumed.

Sometimes Pierre will show up also needing a pick-me-up and he will make another pot that I help him consume. Pierre normally likes to make the coffee a little bit stronger than myself, but then he only drinks a cup and I finish the pot off adding to my addiction.

Some days, however, at aroun...