I just saw the Nestle truck drive by. I ran after the truck waving my arms and shaking money at them. "Take it! Taaaake it, please! My family is so thirsty!" The driver looked over at me, smiled...and then just gunned the accelerator, rounded a corner and was gone. I think I heard him laughing as he did this. I collapsed in a heap on the ground, dabbing my tears with my Qatari Riyals. The Nestle company is taunting me now, taunting me and the money they sincerely do not want. I'm lightheaded from thirst. I can barely type this message.

Why, Nestle? Why?