Scientific method

Michelle walked into today’s session asking about Jake’s mysterious glass bottles lining the kitchen counter. “What’s your boyfriend fermenting now?” she said, eyeing the setup like it might explode.

I explained Jake’s latest kombucha obsession while we warmed up, and she immediately demanded to try some. “How bad could it be?” Famous last words.

Scientific method

The face she made when that first sip hit was absolutely priceless. Pure betrayal mixed with genuine shock. “Elena, what did you just make me drink?” she managed between gasps. Jake appeared from his desk like he’d been waiting for this exact moment, trying not to laugh while explaining his fermentation process to someone who was clearly not interested in the science behind her suffering.

The aftermath of kombucha introduction

We stuck to regular water for the rest of the workout, but Michelle keeps threatening to bring her own “experimental beverages” next week. I’m genuinely worried about what that might mean.