How worse can a day get?? First, I get my butt kicked at football (although, I have room to wiggle, cause my 2 best RBs both had a bye this week, so if they had played, the 17 points would not have mattered. ), THEN, on the way home, we stop at Sonic and I order a DIET Coke. I get home, take the first drink, and it is the nasty crap, regular Coke. Grrrrr!