It's trying to tell me something...

I had two dollars for the soda vending machine at work.

I'm swearing off Mountain Dew now, even the diet stuff, and it was time to do some playtesting on the game. I needed sugar and caffeine. So, I slid the bills into the electronic slot and ordered myself a bottle of Pepsi.

The drink, which costs $1.25, rolls down into the dispenser bin. The remaining change rattles down to the coin slot. The first quarter comes popping out at an arc and lands at my foot, as if flung there in disgust by the vending machine.

Don't judge me, I thought.