Coolson’s Chocolate Alphabet

It was a rainy day when you finally found a job packing chocolates at Coolson’s factory. The days are all rainy around here. But it’s a tough job market for an English major, and you take what you get. So it’s piece work for the immediate future. Each of those perfect little boxes, just waiting to be filled with shiny letter-embossed chocolates; it’s a pity to just toss them in without any thought. Wouldn’t it be better, wouldn’t it be beautiful, if all the boxes spelled out words? Careful, though. It wouldn’t do to get yourself fired by wasting time, or by wasting chocolate. You’ve got to be quick. You’ve got to be clever. You’ve got to play the game.