My Kind of Vending Machine
I saw this beautiful, beautiful piece of equipment in the Atlanta airport and thought, “That’s my kind of vending machine.”
This bad boy isn’t stocked with $100,000 Bars and Pigskin Curls. Nope, it’s chock full of iPods and Bose headphones. It has power cords and skins for iPods. Holsters for iPhones. Blue tooth headsets.
I tried to get an iPod for the a quarter I put in the machine, but sadly it didn’t dispense something cool. I guess two bits doesn’t get you as far as it did in the old days.
Posted on October 8, 2007
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