Let me give you the nooner wrap-up. It's not as dirty, or fun as it sounds.
I got to my classroom, after a particularly nasty 6:45 am dept meeting, to find that there were no more Diet Coke's in my mini-fridge. At the beginning of the day, I didn't think it would be a big deal. It's a short day. Certainly I can make it to lunch, grab a diet Coke from the machine, no big deal. (Even though I am morally and ethically opposed to drinking from plastic, but that's a whole other Oprah.) I reminisced about the days of yore....when I planned and prepared for the long cold winters. I longed for the days when I didn't work in BFE, but that got me nowhere.
At lunch, I went to the lounge for the nectar of sweet relief, and the maniacal machine blinked that empty red light back at me.
I judge this man no more.