Vending machine coffee has to be the worst, I don’t mean those that give out Nescafé etc, but the ones that used to come in yellowish cups
Quite a few years ago, I did some work for a pharmaceutical company in Germany. The chap in charge was called Dr. Kl*x, and when we started work one day, early in the morning, we all went for a cup of coffee, and there was one of those Kl*x drinks machines.
Turns out that the name Kl*x is the name of the family who produce the drinks machine, and ‘my’ Dr. Kl*x was the head of the family. I’d just thought it was a name inspired by ‘clicking the button’ to get the drink.
Lovely chap, if a bit of a maniac.
He offered to drive me to the airport after I’d finished the work.
I said ‘fine - thanks’, and got in his car.
Turned out he’d never been there and didn’t know where it was.
He said ‘I’ll just check’ and I thought he was going to turn on his sat nav.
Nope.
Suddenly, at 100km/h he unfolds a huge map that filled the whole windscreen and started studying it with his face pressed against it. Didn’t even slow down.
Never been so scared in all my life!