A Sad Story

I did something today that I rarely do. I bought a Pepsi while I was at the gas station. I love Pepsi. It's my favorite. But I try to limit my soda intake as much as possible. But today it was so hot outside and a cold, refreshing, fizzy Pepsi sounded so good. So I ran to the cooler, grabbed one (thinking to myself "wow, that's a colorful new logo they've got on the bottles) and checked out at the register.

I drove back to the station and settled in at my desk to work on my story while eating my lunch. About 30 minutes later I realized my Pepsi wasn't with me. Fiddlesticks. I must have left it in the car. So I head back downstairs and out into the heat and retrieve my luscious, thirst-quenching Pepsi. It's warm. Icky.

So I stick my 20 ounces of cola goodness in the fridge for a while. After a bit, I decide to pour it over a cup of ice and go for it. I take a big swig and...gag. This doesn't taste like Pepsi. I look at the bottle. "Oh no!", I literally say out loud. I picked up Pepsi Summer Mix by mistake. The label says "Summer Mix: a mix of tropical fruit flavors."

Um, no. No, thank you. It tastes like Pepsi with hints of cherry bubblegum and a lingering finish of Robitussin minus the alcohol.

Feeling pensive about Pepsi Summer Mix