The Dr Pepper Conspiracy Story
As promised, here’s my Dr Pepper story.
Tuesday night, we had to run to walmart to exchange a CD that Matt had picked up the day before – it had a huge gouge that made it skip like crazy. Shouldn’t have made it through QC. Anyway, I decided to run and grab us a couple drinks while he waited. I’ve been seeking out Snapple lately – I like the glass bottles since I can clean them out and re-use them for water. But for whatever reason, our walmart doesn’t think anyone in GB wants tea. They either want pop, pop, pop, pop, pop … or they have an entire cooler devoted to starbucks bottled fraps and two devoted to energy drinks. So I grabbed us each a bottle of Dr Pepper, as a suitable backup choice.
A couple hours later, I wasn’t all the way through the bottle when I started in with a headache, and shortly after, my body started feeling achy. It’s not that I’ve never felt this way before, but I realized that I associate this feeling with caffeine withdrawal, and also, that I hadn’t felt this way in a while. So I started thinking it over.
The last time I’d had caffeine, prior to that bottle of Dr Pepper was Saturday afternoon, which means that caffeine withdrawal hitting three days later, as I was drinking caffeine, didn’t make much sense. I very rarely recall feeling this way during the week, which makes sense, because if Matt and I do have pop on a weekday, it’s usually because he picked up Caesars, and it was Mt. Dew. As I thought about it more closely, I realized that I felt this crappy usually on weekends, and I remember feeling this crappy quite a bit back in the late summer … back when Dr. Pepper was running their EA code game and if I drank pop, it would be Dr Pepper for the sake of the codes.
Any more, I don’t feel this kind of crappy … but when do I? Friday nights…and I usually grab a Dr Pepper at the bowling alley. But I haven’t had a chance in the last few weeks, because either I haven’t gone bowling, or I haven’t had a dollar on me for a drink. All of that would explain why I was so surprised when I was hit with the achy feelings the other night.
It’s certainly not definitive, and I realize the brain likes to selectively remember things at times. But I really think I’m on to something, here. I’m tempted to try it intentionally one time, just to make sure. But then, if I’m right, the victory is rather tempered by the fact that I’ll feel sick for a number of hours afterwards.
So, I don’t know. Maybe I’m crazy. But it makes good blog fodder, right?