Vending Machine Repair Lady

My job requires me to do quite a few different things. I schedule appointments for Internet installs, fixes and disconnects. I turn you off if you don't pay. I send you a bill for the equipment if you don't return it.

I'm in control of the vending machine.

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Yea. Just take a moment to let that sink in. Ok. Done? You should be.

I'm just going to go ahead and say, that the vending machine, yea, it's the hardest part of my job. I HATE that vending machine with a PASSION. It's a piece of junk (which is why I finally talked my boss into letting me order a new, improved RED one! It's pretty!) Anyway, where was I? Ahh, yes, the vending machine from hell. It is the biggest pile of crap I have ever had the pleasure of working with. It leaks water like a mofo. The manufacture said it's "because we live in Texas, and it's humid." What-ev-uhhh dooode. The machine isn't outside! It takes money and doesn't give you your snack and the cans get stuck and then they explode, leaving me a mess to clean up. I have to get up at least 8 times a day to help someone with it. We are loosing money now because no body trusts it. I have to think of some better items to put in the new machine, so I can gain their trust back!Yea, that should do it.

I am so glad I get to order a new one today! Maybe I won't have to deal with it as much! The only fun part is going to Sam's to buy all the stuff for it. That's fun. Because it's not my money.

Day 1 of my diet went good yesterday. Until dinner. Blue Eyes just HAD to make jalapenos on the grill. The peppers, I can eat. The bacon, yea, not so "allowed" unless it was turkey bacon and of course it was not. I also messed up because I ate a "no added sugar" Popsicle and it was supposed to be "sugar free". Dammit with all the technicalities. I still managed to lose half a pound. Yes, I'm counting half pounds.

I made a yummy breakfast this morning. Scrambled eggs with chives OH MY! Sorry. And I gulped down another V8 (is that not the smallest bowl of eggs you've ever seen?). I swear I can feel the V8 coming back up my throat while I'm drinking it. I hope I don't screw everything up this weekend!

Here's to thinking positive!