My Love/Hate Relationship with Snack Pack Pudding

It’s been a long, boring morning of school. Well, maybe it wasn’t too boring. I gave myself an adrenalin rush by not doing my homework the night before, forcing me to quietly and quickly do it as the teacher was talking. Ah, there’s nothing like giving yourself stress in the 2nd grade! Yay, it’s lunchtime!! One of the best parts of the day – second to actually leaving school at the end of the day. Let’s see what we got. I’m sure it’s some kind of lunchmeat sandwich. If I’m lucky, it’s the chicken lunchmeat that I like. Hopefully it’s not ham with that disgusting fat dangling from it. Nope, it’s Bologna. And it has a first name, it’s O-s-c-a-r. And my bologna has a second name, it’s M-a-y-e-r. I don’t love to eat it every day, but today it will have to do.
And looky what we have with dessert! Chocolate Fudge Snack Pack Pudding!! My favorite!! Alright, I’ll take this can. Let’s see. I know there’s a trick to this. I lift the tab up. Ah, nothing like that popping sound. Now, I just have to pull the tab up without….DAMMIT!!!!! I’m over here holding a tab, and the lid is still on the pudding with a little tiny crack where the tab broke the seal! DAMN YOU TO HELL, SNACK PACK!!!! Now what am I supposed to do?!? Oh, let’s see. I can stick the plastic spoon in the hole and start to pry it op…SNAP!!! DAMMIT!!!! Now I have a broken spoon!

Well, I learned my lesson. From now on I bring a metal spoon to school. I still tried to challenge myself to peel the lid off the right way. More often than not, the tab would snap off. But, I would be able to pry it off with the metal spoon. I was finally able to take it off the right way take it off the right way without a problem.  And just when I had it figured out, Snack Pack comes out with a plastic container whose lid easily peeled off. Figures.

I don’t know if it was the lack of the challenge of opening the pudding anymore, or if the quality went down, but my Snack Pack pudding didn’t taste as good anymore.  Oh, don’t get me wrong. I still loved the pudding – as long as it was chocolate. But, I think it tasted better out of the can, even though it could be maddeningly frustrating trying to open it.

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