Originally, this is just a simple post about what happened today. But first, I need to get things off my chest.
Buckle up because this is going to be a long post.
A Rant About Coffail
I know that my Mother and Father only want the best for me, and they show it by their reminders to eat healthier food and be well-organized (among other things). I love them for that. But frankly speaking, I don’t like their choice of morning or afternoon coffee, which I will call “Coffail”. And this is going to be a rant about that drink.
My Father made this rant possible because this afternoon, out of the blue, he asked me, “What coffee are you drinking at home lately?” I was about to honestly answer “Lately, the usual 3-in-1.” But my Father quickly said, “Stop drinking the usual 3-in-1. You should be drinking Coffail instead.”
I wanted to say, “I understand that I need to lessen the usual 3-in-1 coffee for my health, but I’m not going to drink that awful shit either.”
Yes, Coffail has antioxidants that are great for my body, and it is also low acidic. But no matter how healthy a caffeinated drink is, if it does not give me a zap of energy and its overall taste is not great, I don’t want to drink that again. And Coffail, well, failed in those categories.
But what about the antioxidants? I can look for other sources of that, and if I’m not mistaken, Vitamin C is an antioxidant and my daily multi-vitamins have that. Coffail is not the only source of antioxidants. And what about its low acid content? I don’t drink coffee as much as I used it; I only drink one cup of it daily, so I don’t have to worry about my stomach getting acidic. And don’t get me started with Coffail’s taste.
One afternoon in 2019, while I was at work, I drank a moderately warm cup of Coffail. I don’t like the taste, but whatever, right? I need to drink it for my health. And when I returned to my workstation, I fell sleepy, I kept yawning, and it was a struggle for me to focus on my tasks. I wondered why the drink did not fuel me with energy. I shrugged it off though, so for the next four days, I kept drinking Coffail in the afternoon. But it always ended the same way: me being sleepy.
And to make matters worse, on the last day of drinking it, I fell asleep for a few minutes. Thank goodness, my boss did not see me taking a nap, but that nap would not have happened if only a cup of Coffail worked for me… but it failed.
I may have drank a few cups of Coffail years after because there are no other available caffeinated drinks at home, but as much as possible, I don’t want to drink it again. I would rather drink the usual black coffee or a 3-in-1 coffee because I’m sure they will keep me going throughout the day and their tastes are at least good.
No to Coffail. No.
What Else Happened Today?
All right. Now that I got things off my chest, what happened to my life today?
At work, not much has happened. I answered multiple emails and wrote a few proposals, and that’s it. I also looked into job listings and I applied to some of them. I really hope I can find a part-time job starting this March and then start saving more money for an upcoming family trip. Wish me luck.
As for other aspects of my life, well, tonight I watched the third episode of Daredevil (Season 2) and I saw one of the best scenes in the Marvel Cinematic Universe (spoiler warning if you have not seen the episode), the rooftop argument between Daredevil and Frank Castle AKA The Punisher. The clash between two ideologies—Daredevil’s belief in second chances for criminals and The Punisher’s belief in getting rid of criminals permanently—is so raw and compelling.
The weekend is near. One more day…
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Minor edits were made on February 28, 2025 at 11:23pm.
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