Big Texas Cinnamon Bun

Current mood: aggravated

Tonight I did the PT thing at Epcot. Normally when I work at Epcot, I get off from work at Gaylord Palms at 5 and then rush over to Epcot without a break in between. This can leave a girl hungry... no dinner.

So tonight, someone offered me a ten minute break (this never happens since I only work 4 hours shifts - or less). Oh joy. I had $2 in my pocket and was within walking distance of a snack machine.

After a quick glance at the array of junk food carefully arranged inside the machine, I decided on 162 - a Big Texas Cinnamon Bun for $.95. If you're gonna clog your arteries, then you might as well enjoy it, right?

I fed my dollar to the machine, punched in 162 and waited for the arm to turn and the bun to drop.

But alas, it did not.

Instead, a message in stupid green letters appeared on the window reading, "Use Exact Change."
Outloud, I tell the machine, "I don't have exchange."

The machine does not answer.

So, I pushed the button to get my money back - 4 quarters. I fed the machine again with the 4 quarters and pushed 162.

Same stupid message!

So I tell the machine (again outloud), "Keep the nickel! I just want my cinnamon bun!"
And again, the machine does not answer.

But I wanted that dang cinnamon bun.

At that point, I began searching the machine for other options (and the neighboring machine) that would allow me to purchase something, anything that would give me change enough to buy the Big Texas Cinnamon Bun.

Nothing.

So, after a few foot-stomps, an aggravated swing of my light saber and a few choice words directed at the green blinking message telling me to use exact change, I pouted and left the break room.

I'm still thinking about that cinnamon bun.