Slot Machines Blues

As if the universe felt the need to compensate me for my lack of luck on the slot machines in Reno, today I get to work, put a buck twenty-five in the soda machine to get a Dr. Pepper, and it spits out two instead of one.  I win!

3 Responses to “Slot Machines Blues”

  1. thirdpower says:

    And it’s little things like that that can just make your whole day.

  2. gene says:

    Watch out, you might get investigated for having a burst fire soda machine.

  3. straightarrow says:

    I was hoping your bad luck at the machines would hold. You know what they say, “Unlucky gambler, lucky in love.”

    Bet you thought I had a mean reason, didn’t you?

    After calling Bitter a loser and leaving her alone, you could use all the good luck you can get (and I don’t mean on the machines), just sayin’