Okay, so the beverage vending machine in the break room is finally working (although it’s sold out of several drinks), but I’m suffering from terrible hunger pains because we still don’t have a working snack vending machine.

Until today there hasn’t been a snack vending machine at all. But now, just to tempt me with anticipation, there’s a snack vending machine in there, and it’s powered on, but it’s comepletely empty.

I want my junk food, dammit!

How do they expect me to get through an entire day without a bag of White Cheddar Cheez-Its or some Corn Nuts to satisfy my salt cravings? Sheesh.

And it was bad enough when they didn’t have the machine in there at all, but now the machine is actually there (so my stomach is growling), but there isn’t any food in it. I think that’s a direct violation of the Geneva Convention.

I keep going into the break room a couple times each hour just in case something has grown in the vending machine. But alas, every time I go in there, eager to find some kind of sustenance for my vacuous tummy, I’m hurled into despair by the site of the barren vending machine.

Oh, the horror.