Another shock at the cube farm. After the replacement of our good old coffee urns with a coffee vending machine, I didn't think it could get worse. It has.

There's a big empty spot in the employee lounge where the snack vending machine used to be. That's right -- one of our principal food sources has vanished.

I don't know what to say, but that my heart is heavy with the loss. It was a provider of nourishment. From it's glowing window, it offered all the staples of the cubicle diet.

No more Mr. Big or Kit Kat. No more giant double chocolate chunk cookies. And worst of all -- and I have a tear in my eye as I type this -- no more Miss Vickie's sea salt and malt vinegar homestyle potato chips.

We will miss you Miss Vickie. You touched all of our hearts, as well as our major arteries.

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