epic battle of the day

all i wanted was 4 cokes to go with my free pizza. the vending machine on our floor had run out. travesty. i, uncompromising and undeterred (diet coke doesn't cut it today), asked the receptionist if other floors had vending machines. she told me the 22nd floor. hope glimmers on the horizon.

in the elevator, i push the button for the 22nd floor. the elevator moves. i exit when the doors open. it took me a good 5 min to figure out that i was on the wrong floor. apparently the 22nd floor requires a card swipe. sneaky bastards. i ride the next elevator all the way down and all the way up again.

i find the vending machine, but my octopus card is out of money. i only have enough change for two cokes. i ask a nice lady to change a ten, she runs to her desk and comes back. she watches as i buy all 4 cokes. i bend over to get my cokes from the machine. the machine is unyielding. the little flap door is stuck on the backup of cokes. wtf. who designed these bastards? the other cokes are stacked up behind the door, which opens inwards. the extrication is painful and, even for me, slightly embarassing. i practically have both feet against the coke machine. i finally have to dent the cans to get them out. if i were the lady standing in line behind me, waiting to get her cokes, i would've been greatly amused.