Care for a Coke?

Warning: Don't read if you love Coke; this might really turn you off.

In my Business Law class (remember this book?) we have been studying product liability. Yeah, pretty boring, UNTIL my teacher pulls out a news article from 25 years ago about a girl who became violently ill after drinking a Coke at a party. Her friend digs around to see what was up and comes upon a gross discovery . . .

There was dead BAT in the can!

And even grosser: my teacher still had the can!

They had preserved it for 25 years. Sick. The girl drank half the can. Double Sick.

Here's a closer picture:

DISGUSTING!

Extra Points: Now, the craziest part about this whole thing was that my mom saw the exact same bottle in the exact same class when she was in college! In fact, her teacher is my teacher's dad. How weird is that?


So, uh, Pepsi anyone?

Of Sports & Centipedes

I've squished THREE of these bugs in the last week!

Eww! They are disgusting! And super fast too, which is even more gross.

These things have infested our basement and especially love my room and bathroom. I think they've reproduced recently because two of them were kinda small. Once, I found one of these in my bed! That was SO sick. I had to wash my sheets immediately. Yucky!

In other news...

I still need ideas on what store to pick for my free $50 gift card! (See previous post.)

And BYU's first home game of the season is this week!

If you didn't know, they're playing Florida State.

Florida has a psycho tradition of cutting out some of the turf of every road-game upset and planting it in their "Sod Cemetary." Weird. See the story from the Daily Herald here.

Don't let it happen Cougs!

(Want to see the full football schedule, click here.)

Workin

It's high time I write something about where I work. SOOooo, here goes.

I work at Magleby's Grill and Oyster Bar and have been for about 3 and 1/2 years in various responsibilities:

• Pantry (salad and dessert slave)
• Hostess (greeting and seating slave)
• Busser (clearing and setting slave)
• Server (still a slave, just paid more)

Ok ok, it's really NOT that bad. I actually really like my job--it's flexible, easy to get work off, and the pay is not bad compared to other college jobs.

The COOLEST part about my job is that I was recently named Employee of the Month! Sweet huh? Now Magleby's lets me pick my schedule for a month which is SO NICE!

But, even better, I get a 50$ gift card to whatever store I want! Double sweet, huh?

The big question is which store??! I'm thinking some clothing place . . . . Help me decide!

Paralysis

As this is the first post that Mr. Shayne Clarke (a.k.a. Name Nazi) will read, I want to make it really "cool." Why? Well to make a good first impression, be socially acceptable, fit in, conform to the norm, blah blah blah...

[To those not so clued in, Mr. Shayne Clarke is the instructor for my Business Communication class. Part of our grade is to blog once a week for the semester.]

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I heard an interesting thing the other day--that I'm not quite my normal self in this blog. I'm a little bit different.

This brought up some interesting thoughts: Am I suppressing my true inner self? Do I have some hidden alter-ego that can only be released through blogging? Do I suffer from split-personality disorder? Should I destroy one personality?

Yes, all very interesting thoughts...

But I actually think this is true. [Now an in-depth look into my personality...] I am much more reserved in real life. When I'm around people I don't know, I am careful, cautious. And since I am virtually the only one who reads this, I feel no need to hold back.

Which is why this new assignment could have a major effect on my blog writing--mainly because there's a new audience. Before, my audience was essentially myself, a few family members, and occasional friends. Now my audience expands to include my teacher and peers. So my natural reaction is to tone things down.

This is restricting. I am very self-conscious of what everyone will think of this blog. However, my goal will be to not let this affect my writing. I am simply going to NOT CARE. So if I offend, I'm not really sorry. If you think I sound weird, that's fine. I'm not caring.

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Now for a funny picture that really has nothing to do with the above topic: