The time has come for me to break the news to you -- We're breaking up! Our relationship has seen many days. You've provided me with good pick-me-ups when the hours drag on at work, you've been my release on a hot day, you've filled many Quick Trip 59 cent cups and large Sonic drinks, you've made your place in my refrigerator and been a part of our parties. But, I can't do it anymore. You do too many bad things to my body. Your caffeine gives me headaches, among other things. The nutri-sweet could be potentially dangerous to my unborn children. And, today, I heard that you are not so "diet" anyway. Apparently, your lack of calories tricks my body and could potentially make me gain weight anyway. You've also caused my husband much distress on long trips because you make me stop for "unnecessary" breaks. Now, I'm not saying we can't see each other once in a while. There might be days where I need you. But, our every day relationship is definitely being terminated.
Now, my desk and refrigerator will be graced with better things like this:
I hope you understand that you just can't provide for me any longer. Please know I'm sorry and that there will be days where you are certainly missed. But, I have to watch out for myself.
Sincerely-- Tessa
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