The munchies

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Imagine you had the munchies one Friday afternoon and wanted something indulgent, something unhealthy, something bad for you and artery clogging. So you get up from your little cubby hole of a cubicle and head towards the vending machines. Staring through the thick plated glass at the colorful snacks in there, you ask yourself what you're craving. Do you want something savory or something sweet? You decide for something sweet, which leaves you with M&Ms with or without peanuts, Skittles, Snickers, Three Musketeers, Wrigley's gum, Lifesavers, granola bars, or something else. If you were me, you would have chosen the M&Ms with peanuts, although I was considering a Snickers for a long time.

So you try to insert a 5 dollar bill 10 times because you're pretty dense this afternoon until you see the little sign on the vending machine that says, accepts $1 bills. Okay, you have no dollar bills so you drop in a couple of your precious quarters and dimes into the machine. Clink, clink, clink go the coins as they drop into the darkness of the vending machine. 1 5 3 you punch into the key pad because that's the code for the M&M's with peanuts. With bated breath you wait for the coil to turn and drop your bag of goodies onto the floor of the machine. However, the bag never drops! It is snagged on the end of the coil to your horror!

Thankfully you're experienced in this because it's happened before. You let your cube neighbor to the left know that the vending machine is misbehaving and he goes to straighten it out. Specifically, he rocks the vending machine till it drops your craved little colorful hardshelled candies.

Thank goodness for helpful male coworkers. ;-) I owe him a lunch at Bistro Burger!

Today after work I had an hour to go around town to snap some pics because my sister had to work overtime, which meant I had to wait around too. Because it would've seemed weird to be staying so late in the office when it was a slow work day and a Friday, I was walking around and found myself on Grant Avenue in Chinatown. The picture above is of a souvenir store crammed with anything a tourist's heart could desire.