As I place my order, I inquire to the cashier about this anomaly. She is in disbelief as well, noting it's especially weird given that this particular Burger King is, literally, right across the street from a giant water park. I tell her that it's quite possible that Water Country took all the water; after all, it was an excruciatingly hot day here. I did not purchase any of the cans of Coke on offer, choosing instead to consume a cold one from my own fridge (the Burger King is about a mile from my house).
There is a resonance in those four of my brain cells that are presently functioning...oh yes, they're resonating at the frequency of hate. The Submersible Death Trap draws near. Tomorrow's simply going to blow. There's no way around it.