Smells like burnt coffee

Whatever that means. Here I am in the booth, waiting for the last few minutes of my shift to end. I am still getting the hang of things, but then its all good.
My morning started well, Grace noticed. A huge smile was plastered on my face as I went on my way.
Five more minutes to go and I launch myself into the blissful place which is my bed. I so want to rest. Its been a long day.
Thanks to Mang George, he shared his San Miguel Coffee packets with me. I got enough energy to take me home. =) Catch ya later
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