A Thirty-Something Life: Root Beer Slushie

So, I was minding my own business the other day (2011), on my way to work.

I was not 15 meters from my home when bus 67 whisked by and doused me in my first root beer slushie.

From foot to shoulder.

Covered in slush, I dipped into my bag where I found a napkin. I started to clean myself off, thoroughly unimpressed by this experience. I looked up at the corner and the 47 drove by, my ride to work.

I sighed.

I've never liked root beer.