As a former child and part-time serious student, I’ve wasted a good amount of money at the vending machine. This was especially bad in college when we found out our meal plan could be spent at the vending machine. No longer were we forced to wake up at 6 p.m. for dinner. Now we could bask in the glory that was the $10 feast of energy drinks and potato chips.
It was a wonderful time in my life.
We even learned that our whole world would change thanks to a helpful crack in the system that would essentially give out free food at 3:23 a.m. Not 3:22. Not 3:24. How we came to find this out remains a mystery. But I think our residence caught on that the machines were surprisingly empty every single morning.
So, when I found out that vending machines held more than just the basic idea of food, I was surprised. How could a pizza possibly be in my hand in just three minutes? The future is pretty glorious