Brings back memories of college (1969-1973) when we relied on pay phones to communicate back home. A few of us figured out how to get the machine in our dorm to disgorge its collection of dimes.A long time ago I was in the army in Germany. I worked in a secure basement locked commo platoon room with a peep hole in the door. There were a couple of candy machines exactly like the cigarette machine just down the hall. Some GI, somehow realized that if you pulled the lever just right in one of the columns of Snickers (or whatever) and kept rapidly pulling it like that it would drain the entire column of candy. Maybe it was a design flaw that he already knew about. You could hear the thump, thump, thump as someone emptied the entire column back in the room where I worked. It sounded like a machine gun. I remember looking out the peep hole a couple of times and watching the poor perplexed German who serviced the machines standing there scratching his head trying to figure out what was wrong. He never did. But after 4 or 5 times they finally just left that column empty.
Never doubt that a GI will figure out how to beat the system.
…that I think some of a certain age might find amusing
At my age if I forget something, I just tell people my hard drive is full and I can't add something new unless I delete something first!
I bought beer from a vending machine in Norway in the early 80s
To be honest, I don't ever remember being hit. The prime motivator as a kid was not disappointing our parents. No one had to tell us to study or otherwise do the things that were expected of us. There was a silent mutual understanding of expectations. At least, that's the way I remember it.In my house back in the 60's, that was often followed by my father unbuckling his belt.
Yep. Especially Mom. Seeing her disappointed in me was an arrow to my heartTo be honest, I don't ever remember being hit. The prime motivator as a kid was not disappointing our parents. No one had to tell us to study or otherwise do the things that were expected of us. There was a silent mutual understanding of expectations. At least, that's the way I remember it.
Yes we managed to do this in high school a few times.A long time ago I was in the army in Germany. I worked in a secure basement locked commo platoon room with a peep hole in the door. There were a couple of candy machines exactly like the cigarette machine just down the hall. Some GI, somehow realized that if you pulled the lever just right in one of the columns of Snickers (or whatever) and kept rapidly pulling it like that it would drain the entire column of candy. Maybe it was a design flaw that he already knew about. You could hear the thump, thump, thump as someone emptied the entire column back in the room where I worked. It sounded like a machine gun. I remember looking out the peep hole a couple of times and watching the poor perplexed German who serviced the machines standing there scratching his head trying to figure out what was wrong. He never did. But after 4 or 5 times they finally just left that column empty.
Never doubt that a GI will figure out how to beat the system.