Kirby and I went out to eat tonight to take a break from packing up her apartment. We went to a fast-ish food place and I got a soda with my meal.
“I wish you wouldn’t drink soda,” she mentioned under her eyes after we’d sat down.
“I know, but it’s good, I think.”
So I thought about soda and how full of rage God must be at us humans.
Soda? I gave you mangos, you dummies! I put strawberries and nectarines and pineapples all around you, and you make soda? Actually, I’m not even mad. I am laughably disappointed. That’s the best you could do. That’s the popular thing and it’s cheap so everyone to buy it in comical amounts. I gave you mango and you made that $3.50 in the produce section, but a buy-one-get-one-free 2 liter of Dr. Pepper for $.99? That makes complete sense. Fake sugar, syrup from corn, and water. What a poor use of my good water.
Wine, beer, and whiskey, however, wow. I’m truly impressed. Good use of water.
I don’t know. I’ll give up soda for you Kirb and we’ll see how it goes. As usual, you’re probably right.