Some people take their showers in the evening before going to bed. Others, like myself, prefer to take a shower in the morning, immediately after getting up. This morning, I wished that I was was one of the former.
I got up, let the dog out, and put the coffee on (or so I thought – I’ll get to that in a minute). The dog barked – “let me in, you filthy human!” – and I obliged. Off to the shower I went. Water, soap, scrubbing – I think we’re all pretty familiar with how showers work. My showering was working as to be expected, until something bad happened – namely, the water turned brown. (No, I was not extremely dirty.) Apparently either 1) the city maintenance folks were flushing the hydrants or 2) a water main broke (which happens here more often than one would expect).
Now, if it was a simple matter of hydrant flushing – which I believe it was – it wasn’t that big of a deal. It wasn’t as if I were bathing in raw sewage. However, the fact is, it was still dirt in the water, and it’s troublesome trying to take a shower in dirty water, ya’ know? So, I hopped out of the shower and wrapped up the cleaning process with a wash cloth. While doing that, though, something far more important than personal hygiene struck me: did I make my coffee with that dirty water?! My heart sank. There was no real way to no other than trying it, which I was not willing to do. I’d have to dump out a whole pot of coffee and start over.
Forgetfulness, however, had saved the day. When I went to the kitchen, I discovered that I had put coffee into the machine and filled it up with water, but I’d forgotten one crucial step: turning the machine on. I was able to get out some water with a tablespoon and check its color in a clear glass – success! It was clear. Coffee crisis (these are bad, trust me) averted.
I really should pay more attention to the public notices in the newspaper. I could avoid situations like this morning…
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