First can of Coke

We had a family BBQ at Mom & Dad's house today, and I proceeded to tell my Dad that I remembered the very first time I had drank a Coke. It was during a family party, and Grandma (Dad's mom) had brought a bunch of Shasta Cola's, and they were chilling in the garage refrigerator. I snuck out to the garage, popped one open, and guzzled it down in 2 gulps! Man, it was so good. I didn't know it at the time, but it turned out to be a bad choice. Yes, it was bad that I stole one of my Grandma's sodas, but it was even worse because that's how it all started. If I had never drank that first Coke, I may not be drinking one today (I am literally drinking a can of Diet Coke Lime as I write this blog).

I remember when I worked as a bagger at Ralph's grocery store, across the street from our house. On my breaks, I would buy a box of twinkies (10 pack), and a 2-liter bottle of Pepsi. I would eat and drink the whole thing in under 10 minutes. And, of course, how could I forget the times that I kept 2-liter bottles of Pepsi in my locker at High School, and my buddy Joe Bunch would always grab them out of my locker and put them in his, telling me I didn't need them. But, I would always sneak up behind him in between periods, and grab it back and stuff it in my locker and slam it shut! I would actually drink the Pepsi warm. I didn't care back then. Tonight was no exception when I bummed a liter of Diet Pepsi from Andy, and it was warm from sitting in his car all day. I didn't really care too much. It was better than nothing. Although, I must say that the Black Cherry Shasta that my Dad gave me earlier today wasn't too bad either. I think that as long as it has sugar and carbonation, I will drink it. Gulp, gulp, gulp!