I can’t do it. I can’t bring myself to write this. I feel empty and alone this morning without my cup of coffee.
Some of the members of IGHN have unhealthy relationships with electronics, mainly because we are so fucked up that we can’t identify with people. Demetri comes to mind with his unconditional love for his Fujitsu Scansnap scanner. He loves that fucking thing and it’s turned into the only thing in life that he can depend on. That’s how I feel about my Capresso Coffee TEAM GS.
My Capresso has been there for me through thick and thin, all while making really great cups of coffee. She never gave me problems, all I had to do was feed her with beans and give her a little preventative maintenance.
Well the last three days got tough. The internal trap door that allows the coffee to go from the grinder to the basket wasn’t opening properly. It was ok though because I was prepared to lovingly guide the door open with my fingers every time I wanted a a fresh pot. She had been there for me, now it was my time to be there for her.
Well this morning she died; the grinder motor finally went out.
All I can do it think back to yesterday morning. While still struggling to open the trap door, old girl was making some noises I never heard before. She sounded weak and unprepared for the long road ahead. However she pushed ahead and gave me one last pot of fantastic coffee. If I knew that that would have been the last pot, I might have savored it a bit more or enjoyed it with some donuts. But I didn’t. I took it for granted, and I’m sorry, Capresso.
Farewell, friend. Life will never be the same without you.