Our vending machine at work takes debit cards. You swipe the card and wait while it decides if you’re worthy of a beverage or not. I’m always so happy when I see that little message scroll across the screen: You’ve been approved! I do a little happy dance. It’s like I got approved for a mortgage or something. Yee-ha!
I know it’s just a diet Coke but for a moment I feel great. I’ve been approved!