In the sixth grade, I was horrified to learn that one of my classmates had become an avid coffee drinker. At my last job, I would stare in amazement at co-workers who easily put down 2 pots a day.
My first day at my current job, one of my co-workers in the small office brewed a pot of chocolate raspberry flavored coffee. It smelled amazing, and with a little cream and sweetener, it made a very nice beverage. This "foofy la la" flavored coffee has proven my downfall, as I need at least one cup every morning when I go to work. I've even contemplated buying my own coffeemaker because I now crave it on the weekend.
The end has begun.
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