This little incident can testify to what seperates "us" from "them"
After arriving to work, I went in to get a cup of coffee from the breakroom and in front of one of the large vending machines was a small gathering and some guys from another department who were tryng to "rock" the vending machine to shake loose a bag of chips that was stuck. I swear it looked like toddlers trying to move a refrigerator. (On a side note, who the fvck eats Dorrito's at 7AM?)
Well they were hardly moving the large machine at all. I walked up and asked if I could help and I then put my hands under a ledge on the top front of the machine and then I basically military pressed the whole machine up until it leaned back and the top hit the wall behind it and I then let it slam down to the floor "BAM"...and then the bag of Dorrito's fell - Viola!.....
I am a stud