I was at the gas station the other day…making a Mt Dew run.
Before you say anything, yes, I have fallen off the wagon.
Don’t say a word.
I’m a work in progress, People, a work in progress!
Plus, last week had its rough spots.
So anyhow, Cheryl, the friendly cashier at the gas station, told me, “You know, you can use those Twizzlers as straws for your drink.”
I was astounded!
She explained that you have to bite off both ends of a Twizzler before being able to drink.
Please tell me you didn’t already know this, or else I’ll feel really dumb.
When she finished explaining, I told her that this sounded like a great idea for my blog.
You should have seen her face.
She smiled really big and turned around and told another girl she was working with that I was going to blog about her.
Then she pointed to her name tag so I wouldn’t forget her name.
I had to chuckle.
It’s too bad I’ve only got a couple of people or so who read the stuff I post. I’m thinking maybe she thought she was going to be famous or something.
I couldn’t wait to get back home and try out her suggestion…
The fizziness of the drink felt strange and tasted weird.
Cheryl had also mentioned that I should try it with the Sour Straws.
Maybe next time.
For now, I think I’ll drink my Mt Dew straight up, thank you very much.
Or rather, I think I’ll be going on the wagon again.
I’m not fond of letting things such as food or drink control me (a big reason why I enjoy doing juice fasts once or twice a year).
What’s something “different” that you like, I wonder?