Something Strange and Other Musings

Days without a Coke: 10
Times I've gotten fast food and put my cup up to the Coke spigot without thinking about it: 1
Times someone has sat down at my desk with a Coke and I've had to fight the urge to take a sip when they weren't looking: 1
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I've noticed something strange. In the town where I live, they're building a "Rapido Rabbit Car Wash". That's not strange in and of itself, but they've been building it for probably a year now. Maybe the builders no hablan Espanol and don't realize that "Rapido" means Rapid. But wouldn't it be funny if it was "Rabid Rabbit Car Wash"? I'm easily amused.

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Earlier this week I was hungry (big surprise), so I went to lunch a little early. Maybe I made a little mistake going to eat at a place where the motto is "Put off everything...tomorrow's Saturday", because apparently they take the motto to heart and try to put off getting their customers' food to them. We waited 30-40 minutes for our turkey sandwiches, and even then, I had to go up to the counter and ask for a refund before they would bring the food out.

After that experience, I decided to swing by Sonic to pick up a Cookie Dough Blast. Oh the ecstacy! It was wonderful, and I was caught up in a state of delight as I got back to my desk. But when I unlocked my computer, my Outlook calendar started barking at me what I was 18 minutes late for a dental check-up.

Only a few (labored) strawfulls into my Blast, I had to call the dentist office and apologize for forgetting about the appointment, and to my dismay, they said, "Oh, you can come on in now...we've had a cancellation, so your hygenist has time to do it." I feigned appreciation, but deep down inside I knew this meant only one thing..."I'm about to get screwed out of this delicious confection!" I rushed out of the office (Sonic Blast in hand) and tried to suck down as much of it as possible on the way to the dentist's office. At every stoplight I thought..."I need to get that spoon they gave me out of my purse so I can get some of the cookie dough." But that led me to a conundrum because I didn't want the dentist people to have to clean cookie dough out of my teeth. I considered scooping out the cookie dough and eating it whole--much like a snake eats its prey, but decided that was a little extreme.

In the end, my Sonic blast sat in the car while I was getting my teeth cleaned and drowned my cookie dough bits....cookie dough bits that should have been ingested by ME, adding to the current 21 pounds I need to lose.