Goddam, I'm so tired of wandering down the hall, putting my mug under the coffee dispenser and pressing down the wee button to have a miniscule amount of java drip out.
I could squeeze more juice out of a mouse's nutsack.
Just went to the convenience store downstairs to feed my chocolate addiction... the entire way there with the theme music to "Mission Impossible" running through my head.
It quit when I was collecting the goods, including my soon-to-be-winning lottery ticket for tonight's draw.
As soon as I stepped out of the store, the music started up again. The urge to hide behind chairs and dart pillar-to-pillar was almost overwhelming.