➤ A gloomy solution

Greetings dear friends coffee lovers, this is my participation in the #SPILLTHEBEANS CONTEST for which I want to take the opportunity to invite friends @franchalad

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   My job in the last few weeks has been particularly overwhelming and repetitive, this decision of the company to send me to supervise the branch in another city was not something I sought, on the contrary, I was constantly hesitating to escape from such a big responsibility. Playing the role of the bad guy on behalf of the company may be something I like, but settling down to be away from home, in rented housing where I don't have the amenities I need, is something on a whole other level.

I am so busy days, that I can't do my shopping at farmers' markets as I would like, for me nutrition is important and that's why I prefer organic products, with a special place for coffee, of course, there I always take my time to choose the best brand, I like to read the explanations of the coffee masters on the packaging, where they explain with refined words the process under which they devised that blend, that for me is a kind of escape valve from the stress that my bosses constantly subject me to, but in this distant city of the world, I can't even do that.

My life and my food are rolling on the floor, all my meals are full of delivery and processed or frozen stuff, which I don't like at all, not to mention the strange service hours that people in this place have, I don't know if they are lazy or what happens in town, but everyone starts opening after 8:30 a.m. Of course, I am the exception, I didn't come here to laze around, and I don't care about their weird habits, I keep my work rhythm as if I were in the big city.

Today is particularly special, I have everything ready, and the audit report is ready thanks to the fact that I stayed up all morning to wait for the vice president who will arrive very early to inspect this branch, before taking his connecting flight to another company headquarters, so I have to be in the office very early. I almost didn't realize that I didn't sleep all night, I don't know how I managed to get up at 6 a.m. reviewing numbers and papers.

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  Well, it is time then to have a good coffee to lift my spirits and get ready, later there will be time to sleep I said to myself, it was at that moment when my world of thoughts crumbled to pieces, my coffee mill was empty, I checked each of the kitchen shelves and discovered that I did not have a single coffee bean, at that moment I emitted a piercing scream that made all my senses conflict, this was the maximum point of pressure in my head, now I hated this town, knowing that everything was closed.

In despair and agonizing from the rage that imprisoned my chest, I began to walk down the street desolate and camouflaged in the fog and dew of the dawn, while grinding my teeth hating the world, but then came to me the inspiration of the villain I usually have in my mind and creatively solved my need for coffee.

If anywhere there was always hot coffee at any time, even at 6 a.m., in this godforsaken place, it was a funeral home. So without any scruples, I took off the red tie I was wearing and put it in a pocket, keeping only the black uniform pants and the characteristic white shirt that made me look like a family member in mourning, which was also credible because of my red eyes.

Arriving at the wake, I checked the sign at the entrance to find out the name of the deceased and slipped in among the relatives, feigning tears of grief and occasionally making flattering comments about the life of the corpse resting in his coffin just a few meters away, while I delighted in drinking all the coffee I wanted and also accompanying it with some very tasty cookies, which served as entertainment at the same time that I encouraged two very beautiful girls, who were crying disconsolately over the death of their uncle. Time went by until finally, my cell phone told me that the boss had landed, and I had to go to the office.

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Thank you for reading

This is an Original Story written by @susurrodelmisterio for Hive.

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Coffee addiction can lead us to do some really unusual things. I understand the character and his desperation, I've been there; but I had never thought of sneaking into a wake to drink coffee ha ha. Good story, friend.

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Hi thank you very much for reading my story, I hope you enjoyed it.

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Brilliantly original! What a damn good idea (if you have the audacity, that is…)

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Hello thank you very much for reading my story, it took me a while to come up with something shocking to give a masterful twist to the story, but I see that in the end I managed to do it in a very creative and unexpected way.

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As always it is a pleasure to read your wonderful stories.

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Oh thank you so much, that's a great compliment, I always go out of my way to please you.

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Wow, this story is totally different from all the others I've read, I loved the originality and the naturalness with which it was written, there is no doubt that this is your niche and you master it very well, ha, ha, ha, ha I would never have thought of such a way to get coffee at any cost XD

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Hahaha this story made me laugh so hard, it was great. You made me remember that once I went with some friends to a casino, just to serve us some hors d'oeuvres, we were going through a bad patch and we didn't even have enough to bet in the casino, we still went in and tasted several types of cheese.

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Hi thanks for stopping by my publication, I'm sure we've all had times like this, and well if the opportunity lends itself to get free food and drink you have to take advantage of it. cheers

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