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03/18/2003: "Weakling"

Today I bought a bottle of water from a vending machine in Olscamp Hall on my way to class. Ten minutes later, I still had not managed to open the goddamn bottle. The inside of my hand is red and raw from twisting and twisting and not getting anywhere with it. Right now, two hours after purchasing it, I am violently slamming it against my desk in hopes of breaking the seal, but it's not working. Who the hell do they make these things for, Superman?

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The problem is that your hand is not generating enough friction on the cap.

Put a piece of paper (paper towel works) over the cap, and twist. There used to be this Tupperware slice of rubber momoo would use to open jars with metal lids. Before she bought the rubber thang, I used to watch her bang on the lid with a knife, then stick it under warm water, then repeat the process until the lid came off.

"Mommy, why don't you just crack the jar open with a hammer ?? Hrmmmm ??" :D

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