I saw a perfectly ordinary looking grown adult man throw the most incredible tantrum this morning on Newtown train station, because he just missed his train. I felt really bad for him, but it was also a little scary because he clearly has some pretty intense anger management issues. He was screaming stuff about having had to rush for the train, having forgone having his cup of tea (!) and then some rant about how early schools start for the day.
Meanwhile I was thinking he probably needed something other than a cup of tea, something maybe with a pharmecuetical element.
Then I discovered this morning that we have run out of the special coffee pod things for the espresso machine at work... and my only option was to take the very last decaf one...
...and his rant didn't seem so bizarre after all.
[Update: Coffee delivery just arrived. Crisis (and potential meltdown) averted! Huzzah!]