A Stroke of Genius

This is post I wrote on an earlier version of my blog. I liked it so much, I decided to repost it here. Original post date was June 30th, 2013.

Sunday, June 16th, 2013, was a sad day for me. As soon as I got out of bed, I went into the kitchen and made a pot of coffee. This is my usual Saturday or Sunday morning ritual. I hit the power button, and everything was working normally, until about two minutes in. I could smell something burning, but I didn’t think much of it. I drank the pot of coffee, but it didn’t taste any different. The smell continued to fill the apartment, and I continued to ignore it, thinking that maybe the burner was just dirty. But I was wrong, very, very wrong.

Later that night, I placed a new filter into the brew basket, and I added just the right amount of Columbia House Breakfast Blend coffee. I filled the water reservoir to the top, but stopped there. I almost forgot about that damn smell. So I quickly cleaned the burner, and decided to replace the coffee-filled filter with an empty one so I could run some clean water through it. I hit the ‘clean’ button, and nothing happened.

My coffee maker was dead.

I was sad, disappointed even, that the coffee maker I got from my dad only two short months earlier, no longer worked. So for a couple days, it just sat there on the counter. It taunted me. It teased me. It was saying, “Ha ha, I’m right here before you, but I do nothing! I’m useless! All you can do is look at me and weep.” And weep I did.

Then, Wednesday the 19th, it finally hit me. What does a coffee maker actually do?

It heats the water and pours it through the filter. AHA! Just boil some water on the stove, and pour it in slowly.

It freakin’ worked, and I felt like a genius.

This may seem like something obvious to most people, but I was sad, and maybe even a little depressed. I was broke at the time, so it’s not like I could run out and get a new one, or spend five bucks at Starbucks every day for a delicious cup of coffee. This is the best I have for now, and it works.

So maybe I don’t have coffee before going to work, since the process takes a little longer and I can’t seem to get out of bed early enough, but at least I can still have some on the weekend.

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