Important Work-Related Discovery
I just went downstairs to see if I could wrangle a Coke out of our building’s rotten vending machine. I say rotten because it’s frequently out of everything but Caffeine-Free Coke or something, which misses the whole reason for getting a drink, or it has no change. Anyhoo. (I say that out of respect for the now-defunct Secret Diary of Steve Jobs, one of the greatest blogs of our time.)
So I just went downstairs and experienced a moment of uncertainty — which way is the Coke machine? Yes, I’ve been working in this building for five years now and I momentarily forgot where the vending machine is. Inspiration struck, and I found myself heading toward it, taking a hallway I haven’t taken in some time when lo and behold, I discovered a new Coke machine! It’s big any shiny and modern, only costs a dollar, and it has two neighbors! Mr. Snack Vending Machine, and Ms. Ice Cream Vending Machine!
Very, very exciting. I immediately brought the good tidings to Chap, who was similarly elated.
August 17th, 2006 at 12:23 am
This reminds me of the “Who Moved My Cheese” story. You’ve probably read it.
You’ve found the new cheese by exploring! Yay!
August 17th, 2006 at 12:41 am
Todd — Interesting observation. I hadn’t read “Who Moved My Cheese?”, though upon reviewing the plot on Wikipedia, I daresay there are indeed interesting parallels!
August 18th, 2006 at 7:22 am
How do you determine the sex of a vending machine? Do the female machines complain that you never give them enough money, spend a majority of the time discussing their feelings, and always insist on cuddling following the transaction? Inquiring minds want to know.
August 18th, 2006 at 4:38 pm
Well, I saw pointy things on the ice cream machine (cream, milk products!) and just assumed. I could be wrong. It’s happened before.