“Ice Machine” / Memorable Fancies #699

[“I live by the ice machine. ... It’s so annoying.” – Jeanne Morel]      The old motel was the only place the County could find for me. So here I am, in room 414. I keep wondering why I was assigned to 414. I guess it’s OK, but there’s a drink machine on one side (where 412 would have been if 412 had been given a life, not aborted in favor of Coke and Pepsi) and the ice machine on the other side, where 416 might have been.       The daily routine here is simple. A rattling sound as quarters … [Read more...]