Steaming Cup of Mud

I’ve found out why the coffee at work is sometimes horrible. It turns out that we have one offender who instead of washing out the urn and making more coffee will leave the dregs in the urn, leave the used grounds, and add another packet of coffee and more water, and let the whole thing cycle again. I, not being a coffee connoisseur, can tell when this happens, and it’s unpleasant. The connoisseurs puzzle and posture and tantrum. I haven’t told them my discovery yet, I’m sure this info will come in handy someday.