I am a chronic coffee drinker. Always have been, always will be. We have a water softener, as our water is like drinking limestone, and sometimes it doesn't always cycle all of the salt out of the lines. I don't tend to remember these sorts of things first thing in the morning as I am making that magic elixir that starts my day.
I made coffee this morning and it smelled so good. I poured a tall mug full. I added a little milk to cool it to just the right tempeture, and give it the creamy flavor I love so much. I snuck off to the garage and lit the first blessed cigarette of the day. I blew to first puff out and took a big swig.
I gagged. I coughed. I sputtered. It was like drinking sea water.
Needless to say, my stomach has been off all day, and I have been more than a little salty myself, all day.