I have a different theory.
I drink coffee. I mean, I drink coffee. Not that stuff served by baristas in environmentally conscious cups wearing their own cardboard jackets, I mean the kind you spoon out of the decanter two days after its been brewed, add a shot of JD and dollop of cream and drink out of industrial-grade styrofoam so crudely made it still bleeds oil when left in the sun.
Paeter on the other hand seems to enjoy "sody-pop", the kind that comes in recyclable aluminum decorated with nostalgic slogans and whose undrunk leftovers may be safely used as growth-promoting fertilizer.
It's obvious, isn't it? We have different palates.
Some of us enjoy savory drinks, such as coffee, beer, tea, and the like. Some of us enjoy sweet drinks, such as pop, lemonade, and whatever it is they serve in coconuts with the little umbrellas sticking out of the top.
I like umbrellas.
...er...um... of doom!