I win!
However, today was different. As I confidently walked the length of the floor to the breakroom to get the glorious liquid energy that my body demanded, I knew today was different. The air and atmosphere around me seemed different. Was it the smell of lubrication, grease, or pnuematic exhaust? or perhaps the smell of molten plastic. Regardless, it was memorable.
As I put my crisp $1 bill into the money slot on the machine and pressed my selection, I knew that fate picked me as the winner today. For, as the machine brought my coke to the opening (it's one of those cool ones with the conveyor belt-lift mechanism) and I grabbed it and began opening, my heart rejoiced. I won!
Not only did I win, but I won a free 1-liter coke. Granted, the 1-liter is half the man that the 2-liter is, but it's way cooler than the 20oz. The 20oz is cute and great for travel, but come on, sometimes you just need that full 1000 mL of caffeine coursing through your veins to keep you going.