Where are the the Women?

    I recently told you about St. Bob becoming The Diet Coke Man. And if you have any friends who love Diet Coke, you will know that they absolutely swear by McDonald’s for having the best soda in a cup.

          Quick science lesson so you’ll know why:  To make up for melting ice that dilutes the flavor, Mickey D’s increases their syrup-to-water ratio. They also use filtered water and they keep it ice cold. Apparently, carbon dioxide dissolves and stays gaseous in super cold liquid. Thus, freshly jazzed up Diet Coke from McDonald’s is snappier, crispier, and spicier.

          So… I agreed to accompany said addict to the Golden Arches and while sitting there—okay, having a soft ice cream cone—I looked around and noticed several single men sitting at the tables. But no women.  Zero women by themselves. This whole idea of men whiling away their breakfast time at McDonald’s does not seem to appeal to women.

          I looked up studies, but none addressed this phenomenon, so I am left to speculate. Wildly, if I wish. Here are my theories:

          When men retire, they’re often at loose ends—what to do? Where to go?  Somebody else has been running the home, so they wander about and finally go get an Egg McMuffin. Women in retirement seem to stay much busier somehow (are we all shopping?)

          Also, while women may indeed enjoy fast food, they’re more likely to get it at the drive-through, rather than sit inside and eat alone. We’re more social and will go to lunch with friends, but we are reluctant to dine alone.

          So there you have it—the answer to the mysteriously strong flavor of Diet Coke at McDonald’s AND the explanation of the weird demographics inside McDonald’s in the mornings.  You’re welcome.

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