I TOLD YOU
Lately I've been getting lunch from the vending machines because I don't have time or inclination to get something from outside the building, and my dinners tend to be small. Also, preservatives reduce aging! (It works for the food, right?)
Anyway this girl I've seen maybe twice, likely an undergrad, is getting out some money to feed the sandwich machine as I walk up. Sensing danger, I helpfully step in "Ah.. that machine has a tendency to eat bills, unless the last thing you put in is a coin... or unless you give it exact change."
She glances at me sidelong. "Ohhh, I don't know.." patronizingly.
"Well, this has been my experience." I go ahead and find some chex mix from the adjacent machine while she feeds the machine and then goes to open the door-- a look of shock on her face as the door does not open!
"YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME."
"Yeah, see, it's too busy giving you change from the bill to open the door."
Still not looking at me, "I HAVE A BEEF WITH YOU," pointing a scolding finger at her selection (like it's the food's fault) and walking away. I scoot over, pop in exact change, and get my sandwich out, walking past her.
What motivation could I have possibly had to lie about the vending machine? Did she think I was hitting on her or something?