It ain’t fair. It
just ain’t fair. We work our tails off and bam! The one thing we could always count on was a good cup of joe. Now it’s
all gone. Dumped over the side. So what if the bags of coffee beans got a bit water logged. Would have just given it a bit
of tang, that’s all. But no, does anyone listen to me? Well, okay, maybe it woulda’ tasted a bit weird, I mean
seawater does have fish poop in it. But still. Four days without any coffee? It’s gonna’ be hell.
Not that we’ll all
turn into raving lunatics. Even if we do, I’m more worried about the Skipper. I mean, what do you call a guy that drinks
coffee by the gallon each and every day? An aficionado or an addict?
by the irritation he's already started to show, I'd say the latter.
Said I missed something
on sonar. Hey, not my fault he ‘felt’ it before it even pinged! Turns out it was a sunk cabin cruiser. To his credit though, he must've felt bad about jumping on me ‘cause he asked me if I’d
be his diving buddy to go investigate.
But I knew, and he knew
that I knew he knew, he just wants to go see if there’s any coffee
aboard, the kinds in sealed cans, not the bagged beans that Cookie always has to grind himself. (Procurement gets it cheaper
My mouth is watering at the
possibility. I don’t like coffee as strong as the Skipper does. Don’t tell but I actually prefer my coffee with
that instant cocoa powder in it. Maybe some whipped cream on top. Of course, it’s not really a ‘guy’ thing, and we’re a pretty macho kind of sub, so I pretty much only make it that
way at home.
Well, I gotta shut
down…there’s a scuba tank and a wetsuit with my name on them waiting. One
thing, if there is any coffee on that boat, I get first dibs after the Skip