coke zero

Today we had a taste test: Coke or Coke Zero? and Diet Coke or Coke Zero? It was almost like the Pepsi vs Coke commercials. The only difference was we did not have a booth set up with pieces of cardboard dividing the table, one side holding the cans of the true beverage identities, and the other side holding two clear logo free glasses. It was more like this: We were crowded in a cubicle each holding two styrofoam cups. Oh yeah and Michael Jackson wasn't there. There were some who requested no ice as a questionable hair was found frozen in a cube of ice in one of the trays in the freezer some months before. I know what you are thinking and yes, it was one of those hairs. I was suddenly caught in an episode of fear factor: who will drink from a glass that has ice in it. The whole test proved to be quite fruitless. Contrary to the game's objective, everyone guessed what coke was what and not one person found a questionable hair. We were however, subjected to the all new Coke Zero which I quite enjoyed. There was so much splenda and so much caffeine in it that I was giggling and humming the rest of the afternoon.

"sexist, egotistical, lying, hypocritical bigot"

Our color printers are constantly breaking down so the big boss decided to get us two brand new higher quality color printers. Awesome. Unfortunately, the space that is needed to occupy these monster size printers was not accounted for, thus causing a giant beast to be hooked up right next to our cubicles. I say giant beast for a couple of reasons. One, it is really the biggest printer I've ever seen--and not only does it print, but it scans and copies! oooooo aaaaahhhh! Two, when activated, this machine produces a humming sound equivilent to a blow dryer right next to your ear. It all of a sudden felt like we were working in the copy room on Nine to Five and, mind you, this is only ONE of the printers. Lucky for us, a small office was converted into a mini copy room of sorts and the beasts were moved in there. So now we can shut the door and hotbox with the ink fumes! Bring on the copy jobs...