The fewer people who want it, the better. We’re now approaching our last teaspoon, and there is a palpable Lord of the Flies-like tension amiss. Karen claims she has purchased the next batch for the office, but “left it at home” -- a statement that caused great suspicion and a violent staple-throwing incident from Shepard, another Producer who is usually quite docile. I even drove 15 whole minutes out of my way to the Teavana Store after work last Friday, only to be told their MGT supplies were sold out -- nationally. I did not respond maturely, and I’ll leave it at that.
Time is running out. It’s Monday morning, and we are down to half a teaspoon of matcha. That’s not enough to give anyone here at Kathy their proper fix, and even so, it’s being fought over like rabid wildebeests. Boot-compliments have quickly become jewelry-insults, light hearted laughter has become diabolical cackling, and Shepard just threw his desk at me. It hurt my shin. Yet Karen seems oddly calm and blissful amidst the chaos -- no doubt the cause of diving into her stash she “left at home.” Only moments ago, we began circling her, a la an Amazonian hunt, ready to take her down and eat her. But in an ironic twist of fate, we have left her alone, as I just found out that Amazon.com sells a wide variety of MGT. I’ve ordered it, I’ve paid the extra $89 to have it delivered overnight, and it should be here by morning. If not, the carnage will be vast. Please, keep our staff in your thoughts, and I hope you’re able to experience a similar kind of joy with MGT!