So, ready for a ridiculous story of ...

The Evil Vending Machine and the Damsel in Distress

I'm at the coffee machine, and this nice Indian girl walks up and is having some problems with the Evil Vending Machine accepting her dollar. , being The Brave Hero, decide to tell her about one of my tricks. "Put the money", I tell her, "in the Pepsi machine, next to the Evil Vending Machine, get the change out of that one, and then you'll have money for the vending machine". Brilliant. What could go wrong?

In goes dollar. Press button. Out comes nothing.

Gah! I'm costing this poor girl money now.

So I have a $5.00 bill. I say, no problem. I'll put the 5 spot into the Evil Vending Machine, and then buy a Snicker's bar and get change. It didn't at the time occur to me that I should have let her choose, and this little drama would be over.

She doesn't want the Snickers, so then I get change.

Give her a dollar. We're good right?

Wrong.

We chat for a minute about what Java tools they use, and the stupid Evil Vending Machine forgets that she's put money in there.

Another dollar gone. Now we're down two bucks here, and I have a snickers bar I don't want, or need, and this poor lady is still hungry and desperate for this episode in her life to end.

I offer her another dollar, which is these weird little gold dollar coins, and she refuses very politely. Without saying it, we're both agreeing to just walk back to our desks, to end this embarrassing charade.

Unwilling to let it go, I go back 10 minutes later to see if I put a quarter in that Evil Vending Machine if it would return her money. How can a machine forget!?

It ate my quarter.

AGGH!!