First Day of School

The first day of school...I feared this night would come to a close and nothing would occur that I consider worthy of publication. Thankfully, I was able to dig up something.

In search of a little liquid refreshment, which in this case was a 20 oz Diet Dr Pepper (it tastes like real Dr. Pepper, you know) I went on a walk. My walk took me to the truck, where I discovered 4 missed calls from 3 different people. You have to understand that, generally, if I have 4 missed calls, they're from one person. I was a little excited. I made a couple of quick calls, then I was off to the area from whence I would obtain a beverage.

I arrive and am amazed at the flood of people trying to get to the 73 vending machines in the "Student Lounge" - an overstatement. Most of these people are even adequately capable of operating the machines. Except for 2 of them.

I was waiting to get up to the machine with the logo on it that would lead me to my embalming fluid of choice. A woman, probably in her late thirties, was attempting to outsmart the machine with little success. She had already managed to get 75 cents into the machine, but it would not accept anymore. Assuming that the cost of the drink was $1, she became a little flustered. I, too, became involved in this little situation and offered her a regular $1 bill to hopefully expedite this purchase. The dumb part comes now. Why wouldn't the machine accept anymore change? The drinks were only 75 cents. It was a shame there were only about 17 people standing around witnessing this. By now, they've all forgotten about it, but I will never forget the "First Day of School: The Vending Machine"