It was last Friday. I went into Target a frazzled mess. I had been out of coke, my energy source, for two days. I was a mess. My scraggle bun was in full force and I had my shades on to hide my dilated eyes. I am sure I looked like a druggie desperately seeking her next fix.
When I got to the checkout my card wouldn't work. Something about putting it through the washer and dryer...I don't know. Anyway I stood there for an insane amount of time as the cashier tried to swipe it about 300 times.
The lady behind me: patiently shifting her weight from one foot to the other. Me: laughing nervously. Silently hoping the freakin card would work so I could get out of there and chug my coke in the peace and quiet of the parking lot.
After what seemed like at least 7 minutes the lady behind me offered to pay for my coke if I would just get movin. I took my shades off to thank her. She said, "I understand. I used to be a coke fein too. You should try Excedrin when you cant get the coke."
Muhammad finally got my card to work and I scampered out of there. But it made my day that there are other coke feins and recovering feins out there willing to take care of each other.
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At Costco, we just happened to notice as we were walking by, Coke is $6.80 for a 24 pk . But they have a $2 off coupon making it $4.80 a 24 pk which is 0.20$ a can. Not that I sat there doing the math and drooling on myself or anything... Don't judge me!
Kelly's a whore too, cept she saves money.
• debase oneself by doing something for unworthy motives, typically to save money : he had never whored after money until he met kelly.
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