After steering clear of coffee for months, I was surprised by what it felt like to drink 5 cups in a day

I'm not a coffee person.

Some of my friends seem to rely on the stuff to live. To me, it's less a nectar of the gods and more a weird morning bean juice that's only palatable with lots of milk and several scoops of sugar.

I'm in the minority, it would seem. According to a 2015 Gallup survey, 64% of American adults down at least one cup of joe everyday. Members of that group average just under three cups a day.

That being said, my inherent apathy toward the drink didn't prevent me from relying on it at times.

Before college, I didn't drink coffee. My grandparents are Irish, and I was raised on tea.

Once I started school, however, drinking coffee became a convenient method of facilitating all-nighters. Looking back, I'm not sure whether the caffeine really kept me awake or just functioned as a comforting placebo.

My last coffee experience came about in May, during finals, on the evening I pulled my last all-nighter.

Since graduation, I just haven't seen the need to drink coffee. All-nighters are no longer necessary nor feasible for me, schedule-wise and physically. (I've seemingly lost my sad college superpower of enduring sleep deprivation.)

That's why I thought it'd be interesting to see how I reacted to drinking coffee again after steering clear of the stuff for several months. I was curious to see what the effect would be if I drank quite a few cups in one day. Would it improve my productivity? Would I become jumpy and frighten my coworkers? Would I experience a morning rush, only to crash in the afternoon?

As it turns out, none of those predictions came true. Here's what actually happened when I overloaded on coffee after taking a long break from the beverage:

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7:30 a.m.

One Monday last month, I woke up early to kick off my experiment. I stopped by the local bagel place and grabbed a regular coffee with milk and sugar on my way to the train station. Things got off to an inauspicious start when I almost dropped the cup while boarding the train.

The bagel place makes good coffee. I enjoyed it, but I don't think it made me feel any perkier or more focused.

That being said, I'm no early bird — it's pretty difficult to force myself to feel anything other than pain and misery in the morning.

8:30 a.m.

I decided to kick things up a notch once I got into the city. I hit up the Dunkin' Donuts on my way the office and got a medium iced coffee with milk and sugar.

Upon arriving in the office, I definitely felt motivated, but not more so than usual. I got most of my work done that day, but I didn't achieve any crazy objectives.

All in all, I can't say that the double dose of coffee transformed me into a superworker or even made my morning go smoother. (I ended up getting in a bit later because I had to sidetrack to get more coffee.)

12:30 p.m.

Once I was settled into my work routine, I totally forgot about the experiment for a few hours. Fortunately, I'd set up a calendar reminder to take another shot (of java, that is). Receiving that alert, I headed to the kitchen and made myself some more coffee.

I drank the cup at my desk, trying to monitor myself for changes in behavior. This was a bit difficult. I wondered if because I was on the lookout for hyperactivity or productivity or other changes in my manner and work methods, I was subconsciously toning down my behavior.