My time in New York so far has certainly been busy and exhilarating although not so much between the hours of 8a.m. and 5.30p.m. To such an extent that I wouldn’t actually say I was being underpaid for the amount of work I do, despite only earning $200 a week.
Anyway, I’ve decided to entertain myself over the past few weeks by making my way through the contents of the office vending machine. A whole new world of bizarrely named chocolate bars and crisps has been explored, my favourite being the inexplicably named, Oh, Henry! However, one option had remained unselected until today when I finally plucked up the courage to choose ‘B6’ – Fritolay’s peanut butter filled cheese crackers.
Now I’m not a man who’s unwilling to experiment with food. I’ve eaten a chapatti sandwich and enjoyed it, yet there was something about the neon-orange colour of these crackers that didn’t fill me with a great deal of confidence about the quality of my purchase. I made my way through three of the four crackers before deciding that not only did I not particularly like them but that I was starting to feel quite queasy. That feeling still remains as I type this and I find myself thinking, “Oh, Henry! Why did I ever betray you?”
Anyway, I’ve decided to entertain myself over the past few weeks by making my way through the contents of the office vending machine. A whole new world of bizarrely named chocolate bars and crisps has been explored, my favourite being the inexplicably named, Oh, Henry! However, one option had remained unselected until today when I finally plucked up the courage to choose ‘B6’ – Fritolay’s peanut butter filled cheese crackers.
Now I’m not a man who’s unwilling to experiment with food. I’ve eaten a chapatti sandwich and enjoyed it, yet there was something about the neon-orange colour of these crackers that didn’t fill me with a great deal of confidence about the quality of my purchase. I made my way through three of the four crackers before deciding that not only did I not particularly like them but that I was starting to feel quite queasy. That feeling still remains as I type this and I find myself thinking, “Oh, Henry! Why did I ever betray you?”
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I love Oh Henry! The gayest of all candy bars. And candy's a gay scene too.
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