Today at work I was asked by a professor to upgrade some software for her. Software that you have to stay near and babysit while it installs. This would be a long visit.

And since it was during my typical mid-afternoon energy slump, I decided to heat up some coffee and bring it with me in my mug.

It wasn’t until I got to her office that I realized the mug looked like something had been living in it for a few days.

Old stains and lipstick smears. Gross.

Because she was seated behind me, every time I took a sip I turned the cup away from us so the stains weren’t visible. No one should be subjected to your coffee funk and I didn’t want her to form an opinion about my coffee mug hygiene.

So an hour or so goes by, I finish the installation, gather up my USB drive, office keys and put on my eyeglasses. Done. Yea!

I go on about my business and about a half hour later, a guy shows up in my office. He’s the professor’s student assistant and he’s carrying the one thing I didn’t want anyone to get a good look at.

He has touched the funk mug that of course I forgot in the professor’s office. I apologize and thank him for bringing it back.

So now at least two people in Economics know that I’m a total slob and I’m just so sure they wonder if I wash dishes at home or clean anything at all.

I do. But apparently not good enough. I mean, really, how do you get coffee on the outside? I swear I know how to drink and clean like a person. Really, I do.

gross coffee cup

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