My Monday morning moment: I got up with a desire for a nice
cup of steaming coffee. I washed the old-time percolator out, put in a brand
new filter, tenderly added three scoops of coffee and then put the pot on the
stove and turned the fire on.
I then went and turned on the boob tube to watch the news.
After five minutes, I smelled something burning. I went into the kitchen,
checked the stove and noticed nothing. There was steam coming out of the pot,
or what I thought was steam.
I went over to the cat and had a conversation with him for a
couple of minutes, but that burning smell was getting more distinct than it was
a few minutes before. I looked at the pot and noticed that the steam wasn’t
steam at all. It was something burning in the pot. I took it off of the stove
and noticed the weight. I had put no water into the pot.
The filter had practically burned up, on the inside, and the
little plastic knob on top melted. I stood there watching it and not noticing
that I had forgotten to add water.
Oh well, no coffee for today, so don’t ask me anything, for
the time being.
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