Make-Out Bottle Girl

UGH! Okay, so I'm sitting in the school's coffee shop computer lab, dutifully working on homework, and the like, when a person walks in and sits at the computer right next to me. Nothing too bad...yet. So we are surfing away, me and my buddy, I'm looking for articles and she...well, she is looking at articles with awful pictures pasted of Pres Obama. I don't know what that is about. Anyways, we are still doin fine here, but then she decides she is in great need of a drink. So she hops up and goes right into the Hopper store to get something. She comes back. I notice she's gone with an Izze bottled drink. A fine choice and I mentally commend her for it.
I soon regret my appreciation.
She doesn't just drink from the bottle. She sips. And sips. And sips. And sips. CONTINUOUSLY! Folks, I counted 30+ little tiny baby sips in one setting before she even paused or put the drink down. One. right. after. another. Within about 30 seconds she has only drunk about 1/16th of this normal sized bottle but has taken a MILLION sips. And they are the loudest slurpiest most discusting sounding sips I have ever heard. I felt like I needed to leave her alone with this bottle! UGH! So whenever I see said person, I will forever think of her as Make-Out Bottle Girl. Nice to meet you.
Shudders.

XOXO
Lindsey