Not Book of the Year

I only had a dollar for lunch today. I walked over to the vending machine in the biosciences area near all the contamination lockers. It was completely out of Funyuns. If I can't have Funyuns I don't want to eat and it's so not fair. I started kicking and punching the machine but one person seven doors down turned his head and gave me a brief curious glance. Then looked away. The "man" is really keeping me down. I returned to my office and resumed listening to gangster rap.