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From my little brain
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[1/30/2002]
I was at the Company kitchette, if you can call it that. It's really a photocopy room slash kitchen counter slash hidey-hole.
Annnyway, I was getting myself a spot of tea, when I emptied out the sugar jar. Being the ever community conscious little guy, I grabbed the bag of sugar off the top shelf in order to fill 'er back up. After opening the bag, I grabbed the jar with my hands and twisted on the lid. Rather, I should say attempted to twist the lid open. For no matter how hard I twisted with either left or right hand, I couldn't budge the bugger thing. And I did try. I used water, I dried it off. I used a towel, a napkin, a paper towel, my bare hands. Short of using my own shirt or throwing it on the floor, I couldn't budge it. So one of my buds, Mr. Lee says: "Hey man, I see you power-lifting in the gym, and you can't open a tiny little lid? What use are you dude?" Not much apparently. Honestly, it was one stuck lid. I really did give it all. I guess in my defence, I was still really tired from the workout the night before, I was still so sore. Which reminds me of a little sticker I once had. Gums - so old, it couldn't bite his way out of a paper bag. That's exactly how I felt! Finally, another fellow came by and said: "Just tap it against the counter some." >Brapp!< Worked like a charm. ....hey I work out, but never bragged about it. Sheesh, everyone's a critic. |