I must begin by stating that I do not eat Slim Jims. There is nothing about this substance that entices me. However, this $1 7-Eleven purchase became necessary when I discovered a small and unwelcome creature in my kitchen. I don’t know how a tiny mouse could make his way to the third floor of my building, but after witnessing the little guy’s perseverance I’m not surprised. The mouse has been around for a few months, and nothing will kill him. The exterminator has been by three times and we have traps set throughout the kitchen (loaded with a variety of baits — cheese, Slim Jims, and peanut butter). I’m not sure why the mouse keeps returning — he hasn’t invaded any of my food yet, and the floors are crumb free. He’s not here to snack. I suppose I should be grateful that he’s been respectful of my space (he doesn’t even leave droppings, as far as I’ve seen). He simply likes to wander the kitchen floors when he thinks no one is watching. If anyone would like to volunteer to catch our little creature, I will offer the reward of your choosing.
And if anyone is now thinking about eating a Slim Jim, first read this article from Wired Magazine.
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