This afternoon, when my office ordered out for lunch, I had one simple request. Easy. Not At All Hard To Accomplish. Diet Coke. How hard is that? Even non-English speaking people manage to accquire and drink the stuff.

Twenty minutes after I requested the said drink, my office mate comes gently tip-toeing into my office and timidly peeked around the corner.

"Sarah?"

I looked up. SHE HELD A BOTTLE OF Diet Pepsi! "I am so sorry! I swear I ordered Diet Coke! Please don't be upset" she gushed. Rattling nervously about my desk, trying to right this horrific situation.

I sternly glared at her and made it known the only reason I was going to abide with this loathsome behavior was because she is a nice person. Not because Pepsi is good.

Actually, I laughed. I felt rather bad I had made my opinions of Pepsi quite so loudly known.


Lesson: Diet Pepsi tastes like cat pee.