I headed back to the School of Law this afternoon for a beverage and thought I’d treat myself since it was a nice day and I’d had a tough week. This time, my target was the vanilla frappuccino. I swiped my card, pushed the button and the machine politely registered my transaction and thanked me – giving me my revised balance.
And nothing else. No gears turned, no whirring noises could be heard. No beverage was even attempted to be dispensed. Nothing – except my card now has $2.50 less on it than before.
I switched machines and got an iced tea instead.
Apparently, the machine remembered me from last time and was still ticked off from the discounted-by-force frappuccino I got before.
I have learned my lesson.
