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I was denied yesterday. There I was walking down the hall in my office building. I paused in front of the Vending Machine. There was a Big Texas Cinnamon Roll. It was in such a precarious situation. I would of received two for the price of one. It was barely hanging on. They were calling to me, "Curtis...Curtis...eat us..."

I pulled out my wallet, one dollar. Nice. I stuck it in, it gave it back to me. Denied. I stuck it in again, it gave it back to me. Denied. Shoot. Reached for some pocket change, I had none. Denied. So I found someone to donate some change to the cause. I would get two, I can split it. Put the coin in, nothing. It didn't drop through all the way. Put another in, nothing. Darn. I put the final quarter in, maybe it will knock them loose, it didn't. It ate all the quarters. Denied. Thats when I noticed the return change button was stuck. Thats why my dollar was getting rejected. The quarters were long gone, but I still have my dollar. I put it in, it took it. Sweet. F-8. "Please make another selection." Denied again.

It sounds a very personal fight between you and the machine.