When I go out, I typically order my diet colas without ice. I don’t like the ice melting to make the drink all watery, and since I don’t use a straw, I don’t like the ice bumping around getting in the way of my mouth. Plus, I find that when it’s too cold, you can’t even taste the drink. If you can’t taste the syrupy sweet goodness then you may as well be drinking water.<\/p>\n
This morning was no exception. I went out for breakfast, and I ordered my drink without ice. I was pretty much done, and had about 1\/4 of the drink left, so I tossed it back with the gusto of a Viking lord. Imagine then my horror when I felt something hard rush past my lips and down my gullet before I could even think to stop myself from swallowing.<\/p>\n
I have no idea what it was. I’m hoping a little bit of ice — sometimes the person pouring the drink is in full on robot mode and fills a cup with ice, remembers I said no ice and dumps the ice out. I have this slightly ill feeling that it may have been something far more disturbing — like say a finger or a bug.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
When I go out, I typically order my diet colas without ice. I don’t like the ice melting to make the drink all watery, and since I don’t use a straw, I don’t like the ice bumping around getting in the way of my mouth. Plus, I find that when it’s too cold, you can’t […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-775","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general"],"yoast_head":"\n