So, after an intense DDR workout I decide it’s time to hit up the usual vending machine on the way home.
I wanted to drink a Coke, is all. Something like this:
So after slamming in my 150 yen and carrying the cool, sweet can back to the car, nothing struck me as odd. Feels cold, yep, feels heavy, like usual. I can’t wait to down this in one go.
Wonder why it says “Happy Kan” on the side in weird kataka- oh well whatever, Japan is weird like that.
So I am about to get stuck in whennnn it won’t open.
The ring pull is welded to the top of the can. Then I notice there’s a little opening near the top, so I twist the, uh, lid, and then… this comes out:
Uh, a pair of headphones and, wait, are those weights?
Yeah! They totally are! Giant, red, plastic weights. Why? Oh, just to make it feel like a real can of Coke of course!
The little note inside reads in Japanese: “Congratulations on your special can of Coke!” …the hell?
MORE LIKE CONGRATS ON SOME SHITTY HEADPHONES AND SOME WEIGHTS.
So here I am, cokeless and thirsty. Trolled by Coke, trolled by Japan.