Hurrah for Teensy Cokes!

Today, as I do about two or three times a week in good weather, i walked a few blocks to the nearest bodega and bought myself a can of Coke. Do i like or need all that sugar? No. I just like to have a “target” for my walks around the neighborhood. So i aim for the bodega and buy the cheapest thing they have. I’ve done it so often, i could locate that bodega’s 12-ounce Cokes blindfolded. Today, however, i had a shock. When i slid open the cold-case door, i grabbed the first small Coke in the lineup. They have 16-ounce cans on a higher shelf, but that is way too much Coke for a single human, in my opinion, and i would never buy anything in a plastic bottle.( See how ecological i am, as i pour sugar down my throat?) Anyway, I spun around and handed the clerk a dollar bill as i always do, only to have him hand me back a quarter.

“It’s only 75 cents?” i asked.

“Yeah,” he said. “Seventy-five.”

Wow, i thought: The price went down! Only then did i notice: The can i’d grabbed, only two inches in diameter and four inches high, contained seven-point-five ounces of soda.

GOOD! i’m paying less, and, bonus: I’m drinking less crap on my way home. I mean, six swallows and i’m back on Bayview Terrace! That’s the American Way, friends. G-d Bless America!

Check out this teensy beauty!