At work, I rarely use the phone.  “Why?,” you ask.  Well, I just don’t like using the phone.  Ha!  There you have it and since it’s my blog, I can be okay with such a stupid answer.  Ha!  No really, I don’t like chatting with people over the phone.  In person, I’m fine.  Over the phone, I would rather not.  Turns out I’m a “Phone Reluctant Introvert.”  I just looked it up on the Internet, so the term must be real, rather than something random made up by people who don’t like talking on the phone.

Any who, at work my coffee cup is right beside my phone (see stunningly wonderful bit of workplace photography below).

As mentioned earlier, I don’t often use the phone.  I am however constantly reaching for my coffee cup.  Perhaps I have “Coffee Cup Hold A Lotinus.”  By the way, I did not look that up, although I’m sure it’s a real term, because now it’s on the Internet.

So I needed to make a call at work.  “Why not email?,” you ask.  Well, I’m not sure.  Maybe I was feeling like a grown up or something.

Overcoming my reluctance, I reached for the phone and…  stuck my hand into my coffee cup.  My coffee cup full of coffee.  Yep, a coffee manicure.  A fingertip java hot tub.  A startling reminder why I don’t use the phone…  because it’s dangerous.  On the bright side, my cuticles have never tasted so good.