Travel mugs really do travel.
I know, obviously they do. That is why they have the name… They are portable.
And yes, of course they get miles being toted along by coffee lovers everywhere.
I had this fabulous orange MUN mug in my first year of med school that had a handle. I loved that mug. It got so much mileage, that one time I hit it, in the bottle holder of my backpack, off a door frame and the handle snapped off. So, I did what any rational coffee lover would do…. I super glued the handle back on. Over and over.
Since that poor mug, which has since gone to the great coffee shop in the sky, I have had others. In fact, my current mug count is four (though I have yet to add one of the four in the rotation). I have a lovely orange LL Bean mug that keeps my coffee hot for hours that was a birthday gift from L. I have a cool teal mug with a rubbery outside the Child helped me pick out at Indigo. There is a much with my med school’s emblem in black leather on it. And then there is my resident union mug. Four mugs.
A reasonable person might use four mugs in a rotation to minimize dish washing. But, in my head, it kind of adds dish washing. Because then there are more dishes in the sink.
So, I try to use the same mug for at least a few days of the week.
But this is where the travelling mug issue comes in.
I work in a hospital with 9 floors. I have patients currently spread over 5 units on these 9 floors. When I go in at 6, I have the mug with me. I have two sips of coffee and then round with the team over the 5 floors. Somewhere on the way, I put the mug down.
After rounding, we generally have a team meeting over coffee/breakfast. I have to run upstairs to hunt down my mug (or drink a second coffee…. Depending on my mood and how much of a rush we are in).
During the day, my main purpose in life is to make sure our inpatients go home, get stuff done and generally don’t die. So, I wander and run around a lot. And the mug does too.
Yesterday, I had two mugs floating around the hospital. One I left the day before in an unknown location and the one I had brought that day. Before I left work, I had to do a wander to look for my mugs (and ended up inheriting more work).
I am generally a person who doesn’t lose stuff. Generally. In fact, when things go missing, I freak out and wander around saying “I don’t lose stuff.” But, when it comes to the mugs, I almost don’t flinch. Except I am attached to the ones I have in rotation, so I do go on a hunt for them.
I love coffee. I like to eat, so I can’t always buy coffee (plus I have a super awesome Keurig). And thus, I have to travel with my travel mugs. They may be developing abandonment complexes. But, in the end, I always come back for them.