My Sad, Sad Day.. with Soda!

I just put money in the drink machine in my company's lunch room and got six (6) cans of ginger ale for the price of one. The drink machine is old (it has a faded sticker that proclaims that the looney is accepted in this machine but it doesn't take twoonies, and the coke button is the old logo for Coca Cola Classic) and it's only 50 cents for one drink. It makes a whirring noise once you've made your selection, and if you're lucky two cans drop down. I got six though, which is an obscene amount of ginger ale (especially without any rye to go with it) and what's truly sad about this situation is how happy it made me feel. When the second one dropped I felt good, and by the fourth I felt like a pensioner at Casino Rama who just saw his grandson's quarter turn into the big money jackpot at the slot machine.

It's also sad that I need to tell people this, as if it were some kind of accomplishment and should be congratulated by all. I nobly put 5 of the 6 cans in the fridge, in a generous move that will go unacknowledged my co-workers yet will fill me with a warm fuzzy glow that comes from doing good work in the world.

Last week, as I blogged, it was free cake that had me all excited.

Such is the world of enterprise-wide financial and project management software.