
Hi All! Husband here. I related a story to Tammy the other day that she found amusing, so here it is in the form of a Special Guest Post.
If you are not acquainted with the sweet, crisp flavor of Fresca, then you need to go get some right now. Go ahead, I’ll wait here.
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OK, now that you’ve agreed that it is the best grapefruit-based diet tonic in the land, we can start the story.
The other day me and my co-worker were working on Important Business at my desk. It was that time in the afternoon when refreshment is needed, and luckily the machine has a Fresca button on it. We got two Frescas, opened them with great relish, and got back to work.
About five minutes into Important Business we looked up from the computer screen and suddenly realized that our Frescas were sitting on the desk right next to each other. Although the quantities still left in each were different, there was no way to 100% without-a-doubt correctly associate each Fresca with its proper owner. We’re both engineers, so believe me, if there were a scientifically-achievable way to identify them, we would have been okay. But in this instance we just didn’t have time for DNA swabs and a testing lab.
A hush came over the office.
We stared at the Frescas, minds churning.
We looked at each other.
We looked at the Frescas.
We looked at each other.
We put the Frescas in the trash.
I found 8 shiny quarters in my pocket, new untainted Frescas were triumphantly acquired, and Important Business continued.