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I raged against the a machine. Well, more appropriately, it was a machine and not "the" machine (I still use monetary currency and fuel my car with fossil fuels after all). At the university, the vending machine had the audacity to hope, and by hope I mean eat my dollar bills! I coughed back a corner of the bill, but only that corner. No more Knights Templar All Seeing Eye for that piece of legal tender (I blame those damn Knights for the assassination of President Garfield...We will never forget!). So I was enraged and I raged. I totally called that 1-800 phone numbers on the side of the machine, then I rattled it. SCORE, COKE ZERO and a free Ginger Ale. Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice.
This post wasted 7 minutes of my life.
This post wasted 7 minutes of my life.