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We got gifted with a lovely pack of Minute Maid juice this Sunday and had a hell of a time opening it up. See the thing is, we (my cousin and I) are not used to this fancy stuff. And not just because we are always broke… wait, that’s actually it. We cannot afford this shit. So when I tried opening I just twisted the cap with click click click but nothing was happening. I had to call people to ask what I was doing wrong. We were told to twist until the clicking stopped and the cap came off. But then we found a seal and we were confused. I called back.
“The seal was meant to be broken as the cap came off. That was what the clicks meant. ”
“So now that the juice is still unbroken and the cap off, what next”
“You are on your own.”
We decided to try out what we thought was the right way before giving up and doing it the Mau Mau way. At the end of it all, it was clear that this was not a Minute Maid. It was a HalfHour Maid.