…I went to buy a soda for lunch. I put my money in the coke machine and pressed the button. Rumblings, rumblings—my bottle dropped into the opening below. As I bent to retrieve it, more rumblings (from the machine) and a second bottle dropped. Handing off the first bottle to a bystander, I bent to retrieve the second bottle. Rumble, rumble—a third bottle fell.
This was another situation when I was off to a meeting and believe it or not, I could not give the third bottle away. Either no-one liked Coke (which is understandable—I drink it out of thirst, not appreciation) or they thought something must have been wrong with it.
I kept it!