Ran into the ol' bishop...while I was purchasing coffee. I went into my local gas station and while I filled up the car decided to get some coffee. As I was dispensing my hot beverage, my old bishop from when I used to be a TBM came in. He didn't see me at first (I have shoulder length hair now, a sin for a man) and went straight for the fountain drink machine and started filling up a huge cup of Coke. Finished, he turned around and saw me at the coffee machine. I looked at him and said, "Careful Steve, that stuff will kill ya." He saw me, saw the coffee and looked at me like I had just snorted a line of cocaine. He gave me a sorta half smile(ish) and then walked to the counter to pay and didn't say a single word to me. Damn that was some good coffee.