Coffee Stain Conference Call Nightmare

My mind has been slipping in so many ways these days. Last week I left the house without my filled coffee travel tumbler. After dropping the kids at school I returned home (now that the cost of the gas to return home is less than it would have cost me to buy a fresh 20 oz. at Wawa ) and retrieved it.

After settling in at work, I proceeded to apply a forearm to the the tumbler and dumped many ounces over various notepads and documents.

An early morning conference call today provided the perfect block of time to reveal what was hidden in those coffee stains.