Juelp: an explanation to the puzzled waiter

[When the waiter asks if I'd like something to drink, and I ask for sweet tea, and he says, "we only have unsweet, but I can bring you sweetener," and I say, "No thanks, water is fine."]

Here's the thing, Evan/ Andrew/ Todd: I like my tea sweet. Really sweet, almost sweet enough to chew. But I don't really like knowing how many sugar packets it takes to get it that way. Nor do I like sitting at a table littered with little empty sugar envelopes. If I wanted to eat surrounded by a big pile of paper, I'd be lunching at my desk.

Not to mention that once I've gotten the glass all doctored up to the point where I am actually ready to enjoy it, and I take a big swig, you're going to cruise right by the table with a pitcher and fill my glass back up, so I am back to the sugar packets. Spending the entire lunch hour sweetening my own drink sounds a lot like work.

So if you can't bring me a glass of tea with sugar already in it, let's just call the whole thing off and I'll drink water, all right? Thanks, sugar.