Friday, June 27, 2008

Hanging On by a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup


Today was one of those days.  It was BEAUTIFUL out.  It was a FRIDAY.  My work day went by quickly.  I sat outside and had lunch with Ems and we people watched (read: judged).  Side note to the ladies of Portland, smashing job in the outfit department today!  You guys looked gorgeous!  All in all it was a good day.

So then tell me why I feel so ... Blah.  Ick.  Blach.  Aargh.  Baaaah?!?! 

Perhaps it's a delayed apres trip funk?  I don't know, but I went in search of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups this afternoon so I could straighten myself the F out.

Do you see those Reese's Peanut Butter Cups on the left up there?  #E8?  The ones I paid 75 cents to watch fall into the little tray below?  The little tray from which I would scoop the lovlies up so they could perform their magic and make my day all better?  Yeah, those. Up there.  Hanging by a ... what?  Hair?  Hopefully not.  Thread?  Mmmm, I don't think so.

No, they're hanging by sheer force of the universe's will to illustrate how close I can be to something I want so desperately and yet not have in my grasp.  "But wait SSG!  For the small price of just 75 cents more!  They could be yours!  Mwa haa haa."

SSG is nothing if not DETERMINED (and seems to always have the equivalent of a roll of quarters in the bottom of her purse).

So I did get my Reese's and silly SSG, expected the next PB cups to come my way too.  But no, they just decided to go ahead and chill, probably staying for happy hour with the Pop Tarts and Twix.  Which, I can't really say I blame them, but SERIOUSLY?!  

Superhuman strength rose within me, peeps.  And to say that I wanted to take that vending machine and make it cry for its mommy would be like saying Paris Hilton has had sex a few times.  But! I restrained myself ... kind of.  

The only reason SSG won't be the recipient of a Darwin Award this year?  The cute attorney from across the hall came into the lunch room at the precise moment she had that machine in a half nelson.

5 comments:

HalfAsstic.com said...

Oh! How proud I am of you! The self restraint of a saint! You did good, honey! PLUS the bonus points for not going to jail for...well, any number of charges starting with assault of a vending machine.
Yep. Proud I am.

AshUnabashed said...

I love, love, love Reese's peanut butter cups too! I used to adore eating Reese's Pieces at the movies when I was younger. Now I can't even find the damn things.:(

btw- you'd be proud of me. I went and bought new shoes at Sole today. Yahoo!

Big Hair Envy said...

I totally feel your pain. I never met a vending machine that I didn't hate. My drug of choice? Snickers with almonds :)

BTW - I'm ready to head west and join you for that night of lemon drops and firefighter watching!

Lys said...

Ok - I would have still beat that machine within an inch of its mechanical life. Nothing comes between a gal and her Reese's.

However, with attorneys around, they can make one's life hell. Take it from me. I work with enough of them (obviously - why I'm in Project Hell - indefinitely). However, I don't think there are any cute attorneys at my 9to5.

You'd like our office - across from the Firestation. See those guys jogging in our garage all the time.

coastrat said...

In this place I used to work, the vending machine was against a wall with the building vice president's office on the other side. So, we had to be very careful how we "adjusted" the machine to get the hangers'up bars to fall. Or wait until he went to lunch. then all hell broke loose, literally!