My Crystal Clear Decision

By Jim Hagarty
2014

Instincts.

The glass coffee pot broke today. It is one of those small five-cup pots that sits on a burner and the coffee drips into it from above. Without the pot, the coffee maker would need to be thrown away too as it is relatively old and there is no chance of replacing the glass pot.

Too bad because it makes great coffee and you don’t have to make enough for an army every time.

This evening, the idea came into my mind to go to a local second-hand store to look for another pot. The chances of finding one would have to be one in one thousand or one in ten thousand but it seemed worthwhile nonetheless and the voice in my head kept nagging me.

I drove there, walked around for five minutes, and voila! There was an identical glass coffee pot selling for $2.

Now the thing is, this glass pot is unique to this coffee maker so I don’t understand why someone would donate it to the second-hand store. It would be useless to you unless you owned the right coffee maker.

I just wish my sixth sense would tell me what lottery tickets to buy, if I was to ever start buying them.

Author: Jim Hagarty

I am a 72-year-old retired journalist, busy recovering from a lifelong career as an unretired journalist. This year marks a half century of my scratching out little fables about life. My interests include genealogy, humour and music. I live in a little blue shack in Canada and spend most of my time trying to stay out of trouble. I am not that good at it. I also spent years teaching journalism. Poor state of journalism today: My fault. I have a family I don't deserve, a dog that adores me, and two cars the junk yard refuses to accept. My prized possessions include my old guitar and a razor my Dad gave me when I was 14 and which I still use when I bother to shave. Oh, and my great-great-grandfather's blackthorn stick he brought from Ireland in the 1850s. I have only one opinion but it is a good one: People take too many showers.