In the end, it all comes out in the wash.
That was the advice I once received with regards to vending machines stealing my money. An older, wiser person informed me that in the long run, I’ll probably get free stuff from a vending machine at about the same rate as it steals my quarters.
I’ve generally found this to be true. The Coke machine on the first floor where I work has stolen my money exactly once, and returned two Mountain Dews for the price of one exactly once.
On Saturday, the vending machine of football fate, which had been dispensing free Cokes (sorry, Pepsis) to the Razorback football team at just the write time, finally stole our quarter.