Where did you find the high-paying job where you could afford to eat out of the vending machines (Hammer, “Quest for Pork Rinds,” Feb. 27-March 5)? I’ve been jonesin’ for the Chili Cheese Fritos I see every day, but I know that’s just not gonna happen unless I win the lottery.
Go to Kroger, or Marsh, and get the Banquet or Michelina frozen dinners. Don’t pay over a buck each.
Granted, there is a certain amount of planning involved. You have to go to the store, you have to put them in the freezer, and you have to remember to take one with you every day. It’s not too difficult, if you shop a bit ahead and leave a note on top of your keys: “Lunch.” The note is reusable.
Most businesses have a freezer, but, if they don’t, it’s no big deal. It thaws, and takes less time in the microwave. Everybody has a microwave. It’s in the break room or next to the high-priced vending machine. Look for plastic forks in the trash. It’s appalling the valuable utensils folks discard.
If someone asks what you’re having for lunch, tell them, “Soylent Green. Today it’s brown and green. The brown and yellow stuff is pretty good, too.”
Michael J. Griffith