Sugar Addict Confesses Weakness for Coffee Kool-Aid

Phil takes it upon himself to monitor the eating habits of people in the office. He also monitors our use of sunblock and watches for signs of skin cancer, checks on our blood pressure, discourages cell phone use (brain cancer-causer), and, of course, prosecutes for mismatched accessories and/or outfits that are "shart of the mark." He is particularly concerned about my sugar intake. I confess, I like to use exorbitant amounts of sugar in my coffee and I do love to eat sweets. However, I usually try to limit myself to three packets or spoonfuls per cup. But if there is an open sugar container around, I've been known to steal a quick glance over my shoulder to see if anyone is watching, and if I'm in the clear, I dump. Coffee kool-aid. Mmmmm.

Anyhoo, Phil offered to pick up a cup of coffee for me today. I didn't insist on getting the fancy coffee, and settled instead for the small cup of regular joe. I ordered three sugar packets and cream, to which he responded only with raised eyebrows. When he returned with the coffee, I could tell that he put skim milk in instead of cream. Stinker.