Water of Life

I walked into the break room tonight at work. Nobody was in there but me. I spent a period of a couple minutes putting my food away and washing out my cup, and nobody entered the room during that time. I looked over to the water cooler, with the intention of filling up my cup, and I saw that the water in the water cooler jug was moving, as if it had been jarred. I approached it, and I couldn't discern any vibrations in the floor or wall near the cooler, nor were any perceptible movements being produced by the mechanics of the water cooler itself. I watched it for a while, and it seemed to clearly possess a life of its own.

I drank about a quart of the stuff. I haven't died yet, so it's possible I am the Kwisatz Haderach.