One day, while at a small hospital working a 15 hour day, my husband stopped by a vending machine for a snack. He deposited the requisite 75 cents for his desired bag of chips. The machine whirred and buzzed and proceeded to keep both his money and his chips. Hungry and hopeful he tried again with the same result. Out of money, he and his empty stomach went back to work. About an hour later he happened to be going through the lobby again when, off in the corner, he saw two young girls in front of the same vending machine jumping, giggling and smiling from ear to ear as they pulled their grand haul--three bags of chips for the price of one. They had hit the mother load. Their sheer joy at something so small made my husband's day.
small...stupid...but beautiful.
Contributed by Sarah.
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