I had to buy a new insulated coffee mug last week. I dropped my old one on the floor and the bottom cracked. Now I can pull it off and see the insulating material inside– doesn’t it look freaky?
I bought this mug over a year ago when I started my job in Estonia. To me it felt perfectly naturally to have such a mug, but when I brought it to work, I suddenly felt very American. Everyone else has their coffee and tea in traditional ceramic coffee mugs, and there I was with my sleek black and silver travel mug, which is too tall to fit underneath the coffeemaker we have in the kitchen. I have to make my coffee in another mug, then pour it into mine. My co-workers call it a thermos and ask if I fill it with my coffee supply for the entire day. They seem to think it’s very clever or amusing. I don’t mind. I kinda like it. My silvery coffee vessel can be my quirk, and besides– an insulated travel mug is so practical! It reduces the chances of me spilling a full mug of coffee on my keyboard, and of course the coffee stays warm for much longer (which is good, as I sip my daily coffee slowly). And if it seems very American, so be it– I do still have to represent, after all.