Random soft drink thoughts
So, first off, it’s no longer possible to tell how big of a drink you’re getting from a fast food place any more. Some restaurants have decided to make a token effort and not turn America into porkers any faster than they are, and have reduced sizes on all their drinks. Others have decided that America wants to be porkers, and have stricken small sizes from the menu. So, at Burger King, a medium soda is now the size of something I’d use to shoot tequila, while at Del Taco, a large gets you a Diet Coke the size of a pony keg. (And yes, I’m aware that a pony keg of Diet Coke would be, in fact, the saddest party ever.)
That’s all.
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I also love how every restaurant seems to have a different combination of sizes. I used to be able to just order a medium drink, but now I find myself running into surly cashiers saying “We don’t have medium” and pointing at the menu board where I see something absurd like only small and large (or even more bizarre, an array of sizes that begins with “large”).
I can only imagine what life would be like if clothing manufacturers followed the restaurant practice of arbitrarily assigning words like “medium” and “large” to whatever size struck their fancy on a given day.
Comment by Widge — August 18, 2007 @ 8:52
Widge – That sounds a lot like women’s clothing, except in reverse.
Comment by Joel Y — August 18, 2007 @ 17:28
I’d like to buy the world a Coke.
They serve them big enough, now.
Comment by Jeff Hamilton — August 21, 2007 @ 12:34