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Life as an infamous coffee snob is hard. Not because you
are constantly trying to track down someone that can make coffee as good as you
can, but because of the terrible attitude you get from the non-coffee snobs
around you.
Apparently going for coffee with a coffee snob is such a
trying and stressful experience that I have few friends who will still come
with me to grab a cup of coffee. Ok, I literally have no friends who will join
me for a cup of coffee. They say if I promise to not order a coffee and
therefore will not spend the next hour complaining about the sub-human that
attempted to put perfection in a cup but failed to do so, they will come with
me. What am I supposed to do? Order a cup of green tea and not want to kill
myself? Get real.
The struggle of getting a great cup of coffee is real but it is amplified when I go to other
people’s houses. I am always terrified of the dreaded question - “Would you
like a coffee?"
There are two ways this question is posed.
1/ “Would you like a cup of coffee - it won’t be up to your
standards though.”
So why the hell would you offer me one? I haven’t drunk
instant coffee since 1996 when I was at boarding school. Why would I start now?
I like my life, I am happy, are you intentionally trying to take this happiness
away from me? It looks like you are, and yet, I am the rude one.
Offering any decent human being an instant coffee is
exactly like this: You have a super stylish gay best friend who is very
fastidious in their attire and they only wear Gucci. He always looks sharp in
his designer threads and these designer threads are his reason for living. You
respect that. But then one day he comes around to your place and you say “I
have a pair of 1980 stone washed jeans, complete with elastic waist band. I
know it’s not up to your standards but you should wear them to make me feel better
about my own lack of style.” It’s just plain rude. You wouldn’t do it in a
rainbow fit so don’t offer a coffee snob some of your revolting coffee
that comes out of a can.
2/ “Would you like a coffee? I have a pod machine and it’s
really good, you have to try it.”
No. No I don’t. I won’t like it, it’s going to be undrinkable and
then it’s going to get awkward for everyone. Don’t try to push your inferior
product on me because I will karate chop you into next Tuesday. I know what I
like and it is coffee that is roasted fresh to order (beans go stale within 30
seconds of being ground, FYI) and comes out of a commercial coffee machine. I
have a commercial coffee machine in my house, so don’t try to give me your pod
crap. I may as well kill myself. It would be the same thing only less painful
and over a lot quicker.
We are not in the midst of a zombie apocalypse so there is
no excuse for this behavior. Water is fine to offer and us coffee snobs generally
WANT the water when you offer your “coffee”. So when we say, no thanks, water
would be great. Believe me, the last residue of human decency just went into
not killing you, so don’t push the matter. Throw your coffee out the window before I do
and fetch the glass of water.
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