A few odd things this week have me completely baffled. I'm calling it the great Sprite conspiracy. First off, I went into a Chinese restaurant for lunch. I ordered iced tea, which I've had before there. I was baffled when the waitress brought me Sprite. When I told her I didn't order that, it appeared she spoke no English whatsoever. This was a little more Chinese experience than I was seeking. Since I couldn't get her to bring me my iced tea, I got up and walked out of the restaurant in disgust.
Then, a few days later I tried to have lunch at a local diner type place. I was informed they were out of iced tea and they offered me Sprite. "I don't want any Sprite. Do you have Coke?" Well, I was told they were out of Coke. I settled, reluctantly, on Mr. Pibb. And, as I are my lunch, I noticed others in the restaurant ordering and getting Coke. Why did I get such a low tip? The waitress is likely wondering. I shouldn't have tipped her at all, but I might go back there some day.
So, I went to the grocery store. They had Sprite on sale. I didn't buy any. But it gets better. On my way to work, I stopped off at a convenience store and tried to purchase a beverage. You know, the fountain variety that are often fairly cheap and have different amounts of gulps you can buy. Well, there was no iced tea. And then I discovered, nothing came out of any of the options but Sprite. "I don't want Sprite, goddam it!" I said aloud. I left the store without buying anything.
I don't like Sprite. .