"Work... work... lets work!"

Excerpt for my day at work yesterday (as transcribed from a take away bag, “classy!”):

I'm going to write for writings sake. I'm at work, and desperately bored. The static filled reception from our antenaless radio is slowing eating away at what little sanity I have left. This morning has been nothing less then a comedy of errors. I got to work, and there was no float in the till. Recovered the float from the safe, and realized there was no coffee beans. Found coffee beans, and discovered there was no water entering the coffee machine. As the true handyman that I am I reconnected the water supply and… NO SHIT… water started spilling out in all directions. Onto our electrical toaster, all the fresh stock, the street and me!
The culprit... a huge gash in the man water pipe.

So I thought to myself... "What would MacGyver do?"
Industrial tape, mop bucket and toothpick in hand (okay... the toothpick might have been added for dramatic effect) I resourcefully fixed the troublesome pipe… or at least I through it was fixed!
** Insert suspense music here please **

Fifteen minutes later I heard a fait clicking sound. The noise speedily increased and so did the quantity of water gushing for the cracks in my makeshift pipe.

So I thought to myself... "Stuff MacGyver, Go off like the Hoff!"
And that is exactly what I did. I turned "off" the water supply for a quick fix. The only problem is now I am working at a coffee shop that can't serve coffee. Already hoards of people have abused at me for stopping them for getting their first caffeine hit for the day. But really they should think about me. I have been working since 6am on a Saturday morning without my "small-double-strength-skinny-mocha-with-extra-chocolate-power-on-top!".
** Raises fists to the air **

[ Adventure to be continued… ]