Special Coffee: Spec-fic

The coffeepot was glowing again. Roger shuddered and looked away. He'd stopped drinking the office for coffee the first time that he noticed the tiny green specks that flavored the "flavor crystals." The light bulb in the fridge had burned out and he'd seen the tiny little green glowing things buried in the coffee grinds. He didn't trust the delivery pizza that they ordered as a worker's incentive, either. The pizza man looked like something not quite human; he must have cultivated that crop of acne as a disguise.

Inspiration: Office equipment. I was thinking--scanner, copy machine, coffee pot--oh! time to write!
Story Potential: Low, in and of itself.
Notes: Might make a good world-building component of a larger story. This was written late last night but not posted until the morning after. I'll go back and modify the posting date later.