Day 261

If the labeller on the bottling line was cranky yesterday, it was downright apoplectic today. We attempted to feed it foil labels, which brought on a monumental temper tantrum. We nearly had to provide a human sacrifice to assuage it.

In the end, the labeller subsided into a petulant sulk, dispensing labels while muttering dark threats.

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