Ack! the tea bag committed suicide!!

Have you ever had one of those incidents in the work kitchen where there is just no saving it.

I went to make a morning tea cuppa.

There really isn't a lot of thought needed in getting a tea bag out of the canister, putting hot water in the cup, jiggle the bag, and add milk.

It's a time of day where you can ponder as much or as little as you want.

This morning was no different.  As I reach into the canister to get my tea bag I'm thinking about life the universe and everything and suddenly I notice something odd.  A second tea bag has not attached itself, but rather, come along for the ride and as I move my hand from over the counter to 'no mans land' it decides that it is sick of being a tea bag, waiting for someone to choose it, and it falls to the ground.

Now I know you are with me, there is no 5 second rule for tea bags in communal kitchens, there is no putting that tea bag back into the canister, well I really hope everyone in my office agrees with me, because I really don't want to use a tea bag that has been sitting on the floor for any length of time.

Ode to a tea bag

There once was a sad old tea bag

Who wanted a new tag that said his name was Chad

He saw his escape

Jumping free for new landscapes

Alas it all went wrong

Now I’m singing his final song

That poor old tea bag named Chad!