Tuesday, June 24, 2008

You must have ESPN or something...

So this morning it was hard to get up. Perhaps this has something to do with our recent addiction to Grey's Anatomy, & the fact that we stay up way too late watching 'just one more episode'. I don't know, but I was just tired. So I'm driving to school all I can think of is the Coke (2 cans) I stashed in the lounge fridge last week for such a time as this. I arrive at school, get settled in my office, and head for the caffeine that is calling out my name. Then tragedy strikes. I open the fridge - no Cokes. Yes, plenty of nasty ol' Diet Cokes, but MY Cokes are M.I.A. Someone has stolen them (at this point I began having flashes of the Friends episode where Ross' post-Thanksgiving turkey sandwich gets stolen - isn't that what gets him sent to anger management??) I take a deep breath and begin to investigate. No one admits to the cokenapping, however one teacher does say, "I didn't steal your cokes, but I did steal a dollar out of your desk to buy a diet coke from the machine." Good to know. However, this doesn't solve my problem. My brain starts whirring: Seriously, who would take, not 1, but 2 Cokes from the fridge that don't belong them??? This is why during the school year I write my name all over my Cokes with thick, black sharpie (people actually laugh at me for it). Why didn't I do that during summer school??? All the ridicule about being over-protective and possessive would have been better than this. At this point my thinking is interrupted & I must give up the pursuit because I promised a friend I would get her class started for her. A few minutes later my friend arrives to take her class back, and what does she have in her hands??? A Large Sonic Coke!!!! Side note: In my opinion, A Sonic Coke is the only Coke on the same level of tasty-goodness as an icy-cold can of Coke (the bottles just aren't the same). So this whole story is to say...my good friend KP can read minds. Pretty extraordinary, I know. So thank you KP, for sharing your gifts - you felt my need from miles away & rushed to my rescue. So, Yay for Cokes, Yay for mind-reading friends, and Yay for Mean Girls references.

3 comments:

Sarah said...

Okay...this posting helps alot. How many regular-during-the-year teachers from Birdville are there right now and would drink a coke or a diet coke or a dr. pepper? My diet cokes and dr. peppers got stolen alllll the time!! There is some jerk up there that thinks anything in the fridge is fair game. UGH! BTW, I am sorry for your struggles this morning.

Katie said...

Dude, I can't believe that! I honestly can't imagine going to a refrigerator and taking a random coke that wasn't mine. One of the reasons I mark mine so clearly during the year is so I know for sure they are mine & I'm not stealing from someone. That's crazy! You totally need a mini-fridge for your office, assuming you'd let me hide my cokes in it too...cause I'm selfish like that.

Dori said...

The age-old story of refrigerator Gremlins. Perhaps your Cokes are with all of my extra socks (why do I keep a drawer of sock widows - even those who are years old?). I once had a college roommate who stole every pair of underwear I owned except the ones I had on...I feel your pain. Coke is sacred - I especially feel that way now, as I'm having to abstain from the evils of caffeine. DOWN WITH COKE THIEVES!!!