If coffee is so important and, apparently, you can detect the phase of the moon it was when the mother of the guy who picked the beans had her first menses, then make your own fucking with your own machine and if you drink average coffee from a 30-buck maker with middle-of-the-road bean be happy with the caffeine, you java junkie
…or drink a couple a RedBulls/Burn/BlueJeans and stop the posturing. So true that coffee snobbery is the poor man’s wine snobbery.
You’re assuming that the person in question likes coffee more than they like complaining.
If you’d like to get back at them, make a pot of coffee with vodka instead of water. We did that at my buddy’s bachelor party a few years ago, it made for an…unusual day.
Instant is certainly no worse than the Folger’s gallon drums most US employers provide their minions. Of course, the OP is from Coffeeland and their swill is probably better than ours.
You know what stopped the complaining about the coffee here: a paid option.
We have (for a shiny quarter) fancy coffee (nice roasts, cappucino, etc.) and we have the free coffee we always did. The coffee snobs all drink whatever stuff it is they want and the rest of us are happy to still be getting free (but crappy) coffee.
(Well, I was when I could drink coffee, now I am happy for the free tea.
We have free coffee at my office, and most people make it quite well, so that’s never an issue for us. Not too many complainers either (though one person in our office will sometimes offer to brew the pot if they see me going, as I like my coffee rather strong).
What drives me crazy is this: We have one rule about the coffee pot: If you take the last full cup, you brew a new pot. If there’s half a cup left? You brew a new pot. The one who takes the last cup is responsible for brewing it. Get the gist? Apparently one or several people in my office don’t. There has been a recent epidemic in our office of someone taking the last of the coffee and leaving the dregs for someone else. At one point a week or so ago, I went to get a cup of coffee and was faced with an empty pot on something like 7 of 10 trips. Arghh…
I refuse to drink Folger’s because I’m afraid that it will make me fall in love with my sister and begin an inappropriate relationship.
Maybe your coworkers have similar fears!
Do you work with me? 
We have 20-30 folks drinking coffee. No one is so busy that they can’t take 10 seconds to make a new pot. That is literally all the time it takes. The stuff is right there. Dump the grounds, grab a new filter, fill with the package of coffee, stick the container in and hit the start button. But every day we find scorched coffee pots or that someone has turned off the coffee maker at 10 a.m. Hey, maybe you don’t want any more coffee, but the rest of us do. Half the time I make a pot, come back in a couple minutes and it’s all gone.
I agree that it’s some people that just need to bitch about something. The coffee, the traffic, the weather, whatever.
I can’t remember the last place I worked that used pots. They’ve all used some version of Flavia single cup makers. Well, there was that one machine that put a little pile of coffee grounds on what looked like a continuous roll of toilet paper. That really got me in the mood.
Get out of this thread, milk drinker.
Was she eaten by bears too?
Can somebody explain this to me? Is it from a commercial or something?