the devil in the carrot juicer

you guys. 

i really love my job.

i mean, sure i get paid next to nothing.

and i spend most of my time COVERED IN FRUIT

(bryson thought i had huge bruises one time... turns out it was just blueberry juice mush i had somehow got on my elbows.)

but seriously,

WHO DOES NOT LOVE SMOOTHIES?

(except this one. it's gross. and it looks like baby diaper.)

sometimes though,

things go wrong.

take yesterday.

i was just doing my happy little thing

 getting ready to juice some carrots

i turn on the carrot juicer

and it roughly starts doing this

except it starts shaking

so being the rational person i am,

i keep putting carrots in it.

and then the smell comes

it was like burning tires.

or the pit of hell.

or both.

by this time, everyone- employees, customers, cecil o samuelson

has stopped what they were doing and started staring

 at the obviously possessed juicer

so i turned it off.

(i'm scared of casper. exorcism is not for me- not even carrot demons)

and later, two workmen came and took away our little machine.

and thats the story of the devil in the carrot juicer.

(enjoy.)