For years, I've been collecting change in a little bowl in my drawer at work. The cafeteria decided to round to the nearest five cents for all transactions, apparently because doing away with pennies is more efficient or something? Anyway, I always come back with quarters, nickles, and/or dimes, and toss them into the little bowl in my desk drawer. Sometimes in the afternoon, I grab a handful of silver and hit the vending machine for a snack.
Doritos are $1.25. Too much, I know, but you do what you have to do. After hitting the quarters pretty hard, I'm down to a bunch of nickles and dimes, so I drop in $1.25 in nickles and dimes and press A4 (Doritos). The little curly wire turns a few times, the Doritos move forward, and... hang there at the end of the wire. They do not drop!
No way, not on my watch, baby. I'm a Real American, so I start pushing on the vending machine, rocking it back and forth, to get the Doritos to drop. It's making a shit-ton of noise, but I don't care. This damned thing will not defeat me!
I hear clunk! clunk! clunk! clunk! clunk! and check the Coin Return. There are fives quarters in there. What the...? It has returned my money, even though I originally dropped in nickels and dimes. Interesting. Vending machines have a self-defense instinct. Give them their money back before you suffer permanent damage. Except I still want my Doritos. So I drop the quarters in and press A4 again. The curly wire turns, the first bag (the one that was stuck) drops immediately, followed by the next bag. But... at this point I've only paid for one.
Two for one! Score! See, sometimes physical violence
does pay off!