Pedro El Awesomeo needs Bombs's blog: "Encephalon"

I have a confession to make;  I have a drinking problem.

Now I am not saying I am an alcoholic or any of that mundane type drinking problem.  No my drinking problem goes back many many years to childhood.  I'm a coke addict.  I say coke, because where I grew up that's what all sodas were called, a typical exchange may have gone:

Hey want a coke?

Yeah! Get me a Mountain Dew!

So I tend to consume basically a six pack a day of soda, it's coke zero, so don't worry that I am getting almost half a pound of calories, because I cut those out. 

There is a vending machine at work that sells Coke Zero for seventy-five cents a can, but it cannot handle my appetites and has been sold out for at least a week, plus carrying around that much change can be difficult, so here is what I did.  I bought myself a twelve pack of coke zero and put it in the company fridge.

This is an opportunity for co-workers to steal it, since its in the break room and I can't keep an eye on it.  I have no method of telling it was my soda, I am just going to leave it in there and see how the week progresses.  I put it in monday at lunch and as of today, there have been no thefts that I know of.