As I was getting my fix of green tea in the 4th floor kitchen, there was a rather large gentleman near the coffee machine. In an effort to go green, our company eliminated the regular sized plastic water/coffee cups and replaced them with flimsy paper cups 2/3rds the size of a regular shot glass.
This was done to reduce waste and encourage employees to bring their own coffee mugs, jugs, bottled water, etc. The slight downside is when employees would bring in a parched client and would constantly have to refill the puny paper cup to quench their thirst.
So, back to the fat dude trying to get coffee. The smallest size for a cup of coffee is 8 oz and it takes a couple minutes for the coffee to pour. With the small cup in hand, he was anticipating the coffee to be poured and I just had to speak up.
“It’s gonna take a couple minutes… you might want to place the cup in the center, cuz you don’t wanna burn your hand from the scalding hot coffee.”
Luckily, he placed the cup in the right spot, but it still over flowed. There was coffee spilled all over the coffee machine and on the kitchen floor. The doofus still burned his hand when he picked up the thin paper cup. I had to leave cuz I couldn’t hold in my laughter any longer.
After retelling the story to Ranguden, he asked “did he just look stupid or what?”