Man vs. machine
Me: Hello.
Pop machine: So we meet again.
Me: Yeah.
Pop machine: It’s been awhile.
Me: Well, I’m trying to cut back on the pop.
Pop machine, emitting mechanical snort: Yeah, right.
Me: Shut up! Besides, the last time I was here, you ate my dollar.
Pop machine: It was delicious.
Me: It was my last one.
Pop machine: My metal heart weeps for you.
Me: Well, this time I have a crumpled dollar.
Pop machine: Good luck with that.
Me: In fact, not only is it crumpled, but it’s got a little piece completely torn off.
Pop machine: Yeah, let me save you the trouble. All the straightening and creasing and folding isn’t going to save you.
Me, inserting dollar: We’ll see about that.
Pop machine, spitting it back out: No, thank you.
Me, re-inserting dollar: You’ll take this and LIKE IT!
Pop machine, spitting dollar out again: Try it once more, I dare you. I’ve got a new denial move I’m dying to try out. It involves lights and lots of noisy banging.
Me: Maybe if I flip it…
Pop machine: Can’t you read? Insert dollar face side up – moron.
Me: Hey, it’s working!
Pop machine: Huh? No! Wait – dammit!
Me: Yes! I’ll take a Coke, please.
Pop machine: [dispenses Coke and change]
Me: Hey, you even gave me back extra change.
Pop machine: You earned it. [Mutters under breath]: Till next time, loser.
Wait, are you telling me that the whole “this side up” thing is merely a SUGGESTION? And here I’ve spent a lifetime conforming!
This is awesome on many levels. And also: you said POP. Hehe.
Comment by Tessie — September 6, 2007 @ 1:30 pm
Hi! Thanks for the comment over at my blog…I did find it.
I’ll have to post some things about scrapbooking then. Maybe I’ll even be brave and post one of my layouts.
Love your blog’s name by the way and the story behind it.
This post was hilarious. I’m all about the funny posts – laughing is good.
Comment by Me Today — September 6, 2007 @ 1:36 pm
Aww. You say “pop” instead of soda. And aww again. The soda/pop machine has a metal heart. Kinda reminds me of the Tin Man.
Comment by Jess — September 6, 2007 @ 2:15 pm
It feels weird to say “soda.” I know some people freak out when it’s called “pop,” but I’ll be saying that until the day I die.
Comment by Shauna — September 6, 2007 @ 2:20 pm
First time to your site… awesome post! The whole “pop” thing didn’t faze me until I read the comments. Then again, I’m from Canada, where soda means club soda – pop with no flavour.
Comment by LoriD — September 6, 2007 @ 2:31 pm
HA-larious!
Hey, randome question . . have you ever been to a restaurant called Tanpopo (may have butchered the spelling there)? Wondering if it’s a good one?
Comment by Flibberty — September 7, 2007 @ 8:58 am
Flibberty,
No, I haven’t. What kind of restaurant is it and where’s it at? I love trying new things!
Comment by Shauna — September 7, 2007 @ 9:48 am
Way to show it who’s boss!
Also, soda is delicious.
Comment by blacksheeped — September 7, 2007 @ 9:49 am
Tanpopo is downtown St. Paul and my dad is taking us there for dinner on Saturday night and sometimes he has questionable taste. I guess it’s a Japanese Noodle House? I’m completely shocked that my dad (A.K.A. Mr. Meat und Potato) would chooose a Japanese restaurant . . .
Comment by Flibberty — September 7, 2007 @ 10:12 am