SuperSatellite ||

Sorry for two posts today, but this was a little to strange to leave be, and I’m sure if I waited till I return Sunday I’d forget about it.

This morning when I got to work, I went to grab me a sodie pop from the dispensory machine.  I spent like five minutes trying to get it to take my change, but it wouldn’t, just kept spitting it back out at me.  Out of one of our strange human impulses I finally reached up and hit a button anyway.  Suddenly, a pop appeared, clearly paid for by some nice leprechaun looking out for me.  "What luck!" exclaimed I, as I enjoyed my non-caffinated Mug root beer.

I thought that was the end.

I thought wrong.

So I go to lunch with Amanda.  I eats me some tips with ’shroomies.  I get back.  I fart a couple times because now I have gas, which is a bad idea in my little office with the door closed, but amusing all the same.  I require refreshment now though, so I return yet again to yon’ pop prognosticator.  I figure I saved sixty cents earlier, so what the heck, live a little.

I get there and something just doesn’t feel right.  There’s a….there’s a feeling in the air.  Instinctually I reach up and push the Pepsi button without putting in any money, and Pepsi I shall have!  So twice in one day I have been graced with free pop from the same machine, and still have my original sixty cents to spare.

I’m gonna wait an hour or so.

I’m totally going for number three.