Friday, August 15, 2008
Tales of a reluctant hobo revisited....
In my rant about wifi yesterday, I forgot the original point of my post all together. At the ghetto hotel we're in, there are several vending machines. Craving a root beer, we gathered up the necessary change to purchase a frothy beverage. The button for root beer was marked with an A&W bottle making a splash into what I can only assume were cool and refreshing waters. Taste buds longing for whatever the hell is actually in root beer, we inserted the necessary funds and pressed the button.
Out came a Barq's.
No biggie. Barq's is my second favorite root beer next to the greatest root beer ever designed by mankind - Weinhards. We went back to the room and over the course of dinner - some of the finest microwaveable foods money can buy (remember the hobo part?) - we finished off the beverage.
Craving an after dinner dessert beverage, we again proceeded to tear apart the room looking for enough change to satisfy - being 2008, this vending machine only took change; no dollars. The required change gathered, we made the trek downstairs for a another Barq's.
Insert the change. Push the A&W button....
Out comes a Hires.
To un-abbreviate some net slang....What the fuck?!?
We haven't been back to the vending machine since; fearing getting locked into a never-ending variety of root beer wreaking havoc on sanity, funds, and fat content.
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