I don't know whose idea it was to move the peanuts from slot No. 141 in the vending machine to No. 153, but I'm still pissed about it two weeks later! If I want change from my vending machine, I want it to fall down in the coin return -- not change in the ordering of vendables. Who's loading the damn thing -- Barack Obama?
Last week, I reflexively punched in 141 and what did I get? Some goddamn fruit snacks, that's what. Who decided that? The Reds down at Central Planning? Makes me so mad I want to spray a Diet Coke on someone -- and I don't even drink Diet Coke!
I'm betting the same people are behind the peanut-moving plot who are behind this scandal.
General George Washington Carver didn't fight for this country so people could pull this shit. If someone doesn't put the peanuts back into 141, I'm calling Monday Moaning at The Plain Dealer. I'm not kidding.
- JN
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Monday Moaning...I love that section of the PD.
Whenever I feel depressed that I have no life, I read that section, and then realize I'm doing ok.
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