How many people actually cook enough to crack one before they die?

Man, I did the exact same thing for two weeks straight. The phone across the room works because you have to stand up to shut it off, and once you're up, you're up. Ten extra minutes in bed is a trap, your brain just eats it.

My old boss at a coffee shop did the same thing to me and it totally messed with my head. Turns out the beans and the grind matter way more than the fancy gear, and most mornings I honestly can't taste the difference. The ritual is nice and all, but the water and the pour are doing most of the work.