Midwestern girl transplanted in the Bay Area.
Temp. job in a warehouse.
No air conditioner.
Who needs A/C in the Bay?
Typing, filing, sweating.
“I’m in the mood for an icy pop,”
Imagining a Big Gulp filled with Diet Coke
“I’ll run out and get us some snacks. What flavor do you want?”
What flavor do I want? What is she talking about?
“Diet Coke?” half question, half answer.
“Diet Coke? They make Diet Coke popsicles?”
“I don’t want a popsicle. I want a pop with lots of ice.”
“Pop? Oh, you mean soda.”
Moving is tough.