Hot Water Cloyce

There was an old friend of me Grandpa Joe, I'll call him Cloyce just to give him a name, who regularly stopped by the Shop to visit. I always liked when he showed up. It meant we'd stop work and get coffee, and typically a long coffee break as Cloyce and Joe traded true fiction.

Out coffee pot was a tall thirty cup cylinder. We only used it for hot water though, as we always had instant coffee on hand along with sugar and powdered cream for people who actually do that to their morning joe. Yet while we all made coffee, Cloyce would merely pour himself a cup of hot water and sip on it. Just like that.

I never knew why. I don't think it was because he cheap. Oh, old Cloyce was cheap, quite honestly. But it's rare that someone's cheap with another guy's largesse, although Joe would not have minded at all for Cloyce to have as much coffee as he liked. 

So, Hot Water Cloyce. To each his own I suppose.