NotTheOnion aside, I thankfully don't have to deal with any coffee orders, simple or otherwise. I can't handle coffee at all. I had a mocha in 2021 to appease my team, because they wanted to see how agitated I'd get. Once I got the, apparently mandatory and immediate, toilet stop out of the way, I was bouncing around the office. I hated it. I'm already high energy, the extra boost just made me vibrate anxiously. On the printing.. I have no fucking idea how to parse that article. Is it an article? Have I been coaxed into reading an AI tale? Are my millenial brethren just this fuckin' weird? ... You don't actually work in that office, do you Terri?The list of printers to choose from, some in offices hours away, were named by nonsensical strings of letters and numbers. After guessing wrong, she clicked cancel, only to be confronted with “this spinning wheel of death,” she says. “You’re starting to sweat and your heart is palpitating.”