I’m working at a new company to supplement my freelance work, and it turns out the environment is quite male-dominated. For days, I have feared that if I make the coffee, the responsibility will fall to me every morning. It’s not an unlikely scenario. Moreover, I think I’m terrible at making coffee; the proportions never come out right. Finally I realized that this a terrific win-win situation: either I make terrible coffee, and no one expects me to make it anymore, or I make a decent cup, but the responsibility may or may not fall to me every morning.
Ugh. Damn. I succeeded in spite of myself. Hopefully tomorrow I’ll make a terrible pot and end this dilemma.