Pointless rant time! You know you lurve it!
Every morning I come to work and pour myself some swill they call coffee. Whatever, beggars can't be choosers. I get a little generic non-dairy creamer and go to the "sweetener" drawer to get myself an Equal (they don't know what Splenda is). Behold the Drawer O' Aspartame!
Note the disproportion between Sweet N Low and Equal. Inevitabely, every gawdammed week the drawer runs out of Equal. A couple of days later, the Keeper of the Sugar puts in like 10 more Equals (and I strongly suspect they put in another box of Sweet N Low).
The whole cycle continues indefinitely.
Someone is obviously lacking in deduction skills. In the offchance that the Keeper is also a Reader, I have a message for you:
I am onto you, Sweet N Low Chairman of the Board! Quit pushing your pink agenda on my caffeine habits!