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I didn’t choose the first mug of coffee I was handed in tech—it was already warm, already brewed, already placed within reach. It took me years to realize not everyone starts with the same cup. Some are waiting on the machine to finish grinding. Some are still looking for a clean filter.
It’s not about guilt. It’s about noticing the difference between having to ask and already being poured for. The work, the effort—they still matter. But so do the quiet assumptions. These days, I try to listen more before refilling my own cup. Maybe the fairest thing I can do is pass the pot around without a lecture.
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The coffee metaphor is spot-on. It’s subtle, but it hits. Especially the bit about not needing to ask.
Loved “already warm, already brewed.” Such a gentle way to talk about advantage without condescension.
I like this more than I expected to. Doesn’t overstate, doesn’t apologize, just kind of… owns it. Still curious what that looks like in a team meeting, though.
Okay, but now I’m wondering who made the coffee in the first place—and whether they ever got to sit down. Still, not a bad way to start the morning.