
Cheez-its were the things I subsisted on during my retail days. In both stores I worked in, we had a vending machine in the break room with all kinds of snacks. Candy bars were too sugary and not heavy enough, trail mix was too bland, and Combos were just gross. I needed something on those 15 minute breaks that would hold me over in the mean time until the end of my shift. And cheez-its won, hands down, every time.
Unless they were sold out, which was often the case because they were that good. In those moments I would glumly choose another combination of letter and number, awaiting the day they’d be refilled.
Now, I just sit in the office with a box on my desk. But they’ll still be my first pick the next time I run across some snack vending machines.