finally got that wascally wabbit

Current mood: pleased

Well, okay - so it wasn’t exactly a wascally wabbit, but I certainly felt like Elmer Fudd with a wall-mount when I finally scored a Big Texas Cinnamon Bun today.

Yep.

I put my dollar into the machine. Sure enough, it spit the dollar back out at me. But that’s par for the course, right? So, I straightened the dollar a bit and slid it back into the machine.

When the cha-ching sound happened, I knew it had accepted my offering.

I squinted at the machine, daring it to reject me for a second night, and punched in 162 as I stared at the Big Texas Cinnamon Bun just sitting there.

And a minor miracle occurred... the spiral began turning and in a matter of seconds, I had my paws wrapped around a Big Texas Cinnamon Bun.

Now, if you recall from my last post, the snack cost was .95 and the machine had demanded that I provide exact change and so refused to drop the bun. I was bunless.

As luck would have it this time, the machine took my dollar but failed to return the nickel change. NOW who doesn’t have exact change?

Doesn’t matter. I figured it was a fair trade. I got my long sought-after Big Texas Cinnamon Bun and the machine took a nickel tip.

I paired it with an Orange Fanta, propped up my feet and watched the tail end of Wheel of Fortune. Didn’t actually know that show was still filming.

The bun was yummy.