Vending machines

What is it about vending machines that gives me so much happiness?

I love looking at the choices. Even if I have no intent of buying anything, I am drawn to their wares, the selection and the possibilities. I walk over, as if drawn by a magnet, and stare through the glass and examine each of the rows, with scrutiny.





Today after a few moments of scrutiny, I uncharacteristically decided to make a purchase and buy some biscuits. I found they were surprisingly reasonably priced and I was actually peckish. The buns at the cafe I had just passed, looked dry and too much like yesterday's, to draw me in.  But these 'Lu"  biscuits lured me in.


Oh yes and they were soooooooooooo good, I bought two lots!! Now that was indulgent!!

Do you like vending machines?

Does anyone else have this pull when spotting a vending machine?

What is the deciding factor, to purchase or to ignore?

Should we tell our kids they are bad?

Am I overanalysing this?

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