The Rare Bird Review

There is a virtual palace revolt this morning at the World Headquarters as the espresso/cappucino machine could best be described in proper Italian terminology as "È Morto." It is Dead.

It is a chilly morning here and there were some snow flurries overnight. As everyone was struggling to get their day underway the disaster became apparent. When the staff eagerly lined up for their morning addiction to a hazelnut/dark chocolate latte the trusty old machine was no more. It was banged upon, folks plead with it, some suggested sacrificing a virgin, but it was to no avail.

Sophia, our sometimes overwrought Italian secretray began to wail, "Oh il mio Dio ciò che sono andando fare per prendere attraverso il giorno!" (Rough translatioin - "Oh my God what are we going to do to get through the day.")

Fred, the staff Barrista, has been dispatched to seek an immediate replacement while Sophia is currently phoning in 3,212 orders to the nearest Starbucks. She was heard screaming into the phone, "No, no, no, Non facciamo il decaf." (We don't do decaf.)

A fleet of vehicles is enroute to that Starbucks to begin ferrying the needed addictive substance back to the RBRWH. Bird is in hiding until the problem is solved - there are some things even he can't deal with!

We will keep you posted on the continuing crisis here at the RBRWH.

Shown below are a few of the employees waiting in line near the parking lot for the RBR Coffee Stand to open as they queue up for their morning latte/cappuccino. Productivity is likely to remain low until Fred gets back with a new machine.