I recently took a break from downloading Sarah Palin ‘look-alike’ pornography in order to go out to dinner with some friends. Unfortunately our first few restaurant choices had extremely long wait times, so we ended up at a kind of seedy joint that I had eaten at a few times in the past.
I had high hopes though. Not only were we seated immediately when every restaurant nearby was busy, but the waitress gave the six of us a single menu to share amongst us. I remember thinking to myself “How much more perfect can this place get?”
That’s when it happened… that’s when a woman left the kitchen and started to clean a booth nearby.
She was a vision, sashaying around in blue hair and support hose. This beauty couldn’t have been a day over 95. After teasing us all by bending over the table and ineffectually wiping parts of it off, she looked over her shoulder and her eyes caught mine. She lifted her face up to the ceiling and said in a husky voice that reached the ceiling tiles “We have Pepsi products” before knocking a piece of lettuce to the floor and moving on to the next booth. Off in the distance, tomorrow’s special barked.
I was smitten. I knew at that moment that I was in love with Pepsi. This woman proclaiming that her establishment was not only carrying Pepsi products, but doing so exclusively, well that only drove my desire that much more.
Suddenly one of my companions turned to me and asked me what was wrong. My reply was simple: “How can anything be wrong? We have Pepsi products”.
What a perfect day.