Shook A Vending Machine
I walked past the vending machine today and saw a bag of chips kinda hanging out on the edge of the rack. Oh my, I thought, it must have made someone mad earlier in the day. Stuck food. Grr. But it looked good, and now that I'd seen them I kind of wanted them, so I decided to shake the machine.
My mom, who was with me, watched. Nothing happened. I shook it just a little again, not feeling quite up to shaking a huge, heavy metal thingy that dispenses snacks to people with pocket change. Still nothing. I rapped on the glass/plastic window. "That's not going to do anything, honey," said my mom.
So I took hold of the vender on either side, held tight with both hands, and shook and shook and shook...
... and now I have a bag of Baked cheddar and sour cream chips!
I, of course, giggled in delight, because this was certainly the highlight of my day. Shaking a vending machine to get a free snack. My mom smiled a bit but shook her head (like good mothers should) and commented with sarcasm, "You'll make a horrible mother some day." Teaching my kids to check for lost change or even - gasp - shaking a vending machine.
I suppose I won't have to teach them anything. I'll just stand there and watch them do it, smiling but shaking my head. Hey, I turned out OK. Besides a few coercive quirks.
--------- EDIT: HAY LOOK apparently I got my six-year spinny in July! I remember July. I was too busy working two jobs to get on the internet and notice. Well now I'm noticing. It's so pretty. I feel old. And my rank image is still in the Nuva Ages. It's Old Hat, but a small number of posts would make me seem... new. So does this make me look young or old?
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