Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Dr. Pepper

Dr. Pepper is a mystery in my life. I have never tasted it, nor do I plan to. This irks many of colleagues who claim that my life is "deprived" and "incomplete" because I have not beheld 23-flavor fiesta that is Dr. Pepper. A friend of mine once told me that Dr. Pepper fills her "with a tingle of happiness." I personally have nothing against Dr. Pepper. I do drink other carbonated drinks on occasion, although I am a tad anal about melting away my enamel. I also call carbonated drinks "pop" which also irks many of my colleagues down here in the South, but I digress.

When my friends shout, "What? No! You've never. . Wait, NEVER, oh my god, NEVER had Dr. Pepper? Dude, you have to try some!" I explain that I like to keep a "little mystery in my life." It's a difficult concept to explain because I don't think it's the real reason I don't drink Dr. Pepper. The real reason is that I have spent almost two decades without it and finally giving in after so many years kind of feels like losing a game, and I hate to lose games.

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