Inflation hits home

So Regina & I went to Gelson's for soup. This is almost a daily routine as, well, we like soup. And we're busy at lunch doing important things, like knitting, so there's no time for food. Priorities people. So we hit the over-priced soup bar, laugh at some of the produce prices, laugh at ourselves for buying some of the produce and do whatever work-related grocery shopping we need to do. Nutra Grain bars for me, crackers for her....back to the office.

Soup was good but I'm still just a smidge hungry and I'm not really feeling the Nutra Grain bars.

Hmm. No change. Fine, I'll take a dollar down to the 4th floor vending machine.

E5

Always E5, the magical Planter's peanut butter cracker sandwiches. 190 calories of protein-salty goodness. I don't even have to look. My peanut butter crackers are always there for me. I can ignore them for weeks without a visit, but when I need them, there they are.

Dollar goes in. Change falls into the tray. Crackers fall into the bottom of the machine. You always have to watch them fall...I've been that guy yelling at the machine 'cause the corner of the plastic of the package just catches so it doesn't fall...balancing for its life...taunting me. But, I should know better. Its the evil Twix that does that, not my beloved crackers. But I watch anyways.

I bend down to get my 2 quarters.

Why is there only one quarter and a dime. Stupid machine.

I look at my beloved E5.

$ .65.

It was $ .50 last week.

I'm going to have to start carrying more change.

And they say that we're not in a recession. Tell them to come over to my vending machine!