Ten minutes later ...
... my fingers are aching and bruised, and it's still not open.
I hope, I really hope, that there is a special ultra-basement level of Hell, reserved solely for the inventor of the blister pack. A level of Hell without the traditional torments; a level of Hell, in fact, with all of the amenities and delights that might be expected of Paradise on display, but all of them shielded behind layers of hard, transparent, impenetrable plastic.
When I am King, I will perfect a tool for the straightforward and painless opening of blister packs; because it is obvious that such a tool is sorely needed. Kitchen kinves aren't up to the task, nor scissors. Box cutters will work, but one runs the risk of mutilating whatever lies behind that unyielding plastic casing. I will perfect a blister-pack-opening tool, and I will market the hell out of that blister-pack-opening tool. It will be readily affordable, and widely available. It will be the signature achievement of my reign, and my name will accordingly be legend. But I will make the tool only available in a blister pack, because that's the kind of King I will be. My subjects should not have it too easy.
But if there is any justice, my marvellous blister-pack-opening tool will be there on full display, yet forever out of reach behind hard, transparent, impenetrable plastic, on that ultimate level of Hell.
I hope, I really hope, that there is a special ultra-basement level of Hell, reserved solely for the inventor of the blister pack. A level of Hell without the traditional torments; a level of Hell, in fact, with all of the amenities and delights that might be expected of Paradise on display, but all of them shielded behind layers of hard, transparent, impenetrable plastic.
When I am King, I will perfect a tool for the straightforward and painless opening of blister packs; because it is obvious that such a tool is sorely needed. Kitchen kinves aren't up to the task, nor scissors. Box cutters will work, but one runs the risk of mutilating whatever lies behind that unyielding plastic casing. I will perfect a blister-pack-opening tool, and I will market the hell out of that blister-pack-opening tool. It will be readily affordable, and widely available. It will be the signature achievement of my reign, and my name will accordingly be legend. But I will make the tool only available in a blister pack, because that's the kind of King I will be. My subjects should not have it too easy.
But if there is any justice, my marvellous blister-pack-opening tool will be there on full display, yet forever out of reach behind hard, transparent, impenetrable plastic, on that ultimate level of Hell.