Since one of my new years resolutions is to blog every week, but nothing happened interesting this week (partly due to having tonsillitis since last weekend), I shall post a couple of random stories.
The Vending Machine Story
Over the summer (I think), there was a Friday where was no one was at work (practically). I needed an afternoon pick-me-up and so went to the vending machine to purchase a tasty treat. Well, apparently someone had eaten all of a particular treat. However, rather than replace the treat, the vending machine man wrote a note in the treat row informing us that it was out. Because, you know, it just being empty wouldn't be a big enough clue that nothing was in there. So, of course I showed my co-worker Donna. High-jinks ensued.
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I realize you posted this well over a year ago, but Justin and I just read it and about died laughing. Thanks for the laugh!
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