All week long I have been wanting to snag some Twizzlers from the vending machine. But, the front-most package of Twizzlers was resting at a weird angle in the auger thing. I have been burned by this in the past: you put in your 75 cents, you push the buttons, the auger turns, and a corner of your package of Twizzlers gets caught up on the candy next to it, or something, and you get NOTHING.
So as I am standing there, pondering this situation and lamenting my several days of Twizzlerlessness, the vending maching guy wheels up to the machine with his restocking cart, and I buy some Twizzlers directly from him as soon as he opens the vending machine.
Yay.
1 month ago
3 comments:
Congratulations! ;-)
Yay! I'm always really glad when I see the vending machine guy there at the end of my pilgrimage to the Next Building... he's usually kind enough to also repay me my sacrificed dollars as well.
Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine...
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