Vendor

It was only a machine, but it was aware of its environment.

As usual, it looked around and wondered why it had been put there, of all places? It knew that there were others of its kind, so much better placed; in warm corridors in hospitals, dark corners of night clubs, near the entrance in cinemas, cosey corners in bars. The list went on. Anything would be better than this, a cold, drafty platform at a railway station. The station itself served the people in the village on a line that was rarely used. Tonight was no exception. Just five travellers, stamping their feet in an effort to stay warm. None of it seemed to be doing any of them any good.

As vending machines go, it didn’t get a lot of custom. It dispensed confectionary items, nothing in the way of hot drinks. Despite this, it thought, tonight may be different. It watched as an elderly gentleman fished around in his pockets for loose change. He approached and fed coins into the slot. He looked really grumpy. He had chosen the most expensive chocolate bar the machine held and pressed the appropriate buttons. The machine paused. The mechanism that released the bar began to move, then paused. The bar sat halfway out.

At this point the old misery got even crankier and gave the machine a couple of angry thumps. The bar didn’t move. After a few more ineffectual bangs on the side of the machine, he swore under his breath and wandered off to look for a corner out of the wind. The machine gave a wicked internal snigger.

It was further gratified when it was aware of passenger number six arriving. The young lad was obviously in a hurry as he came up the steps. Walking out onto the platform, he was relieved to find others waiting. He looked up at the clock, and being more relaxed, sauntered his way to the machine. As he looked to see what was on offer, inside the machine a great deal of unseen excitement welled up.

The boy was peering in and using the sleeve of his jacket to clean the glass when it happened. The large chocolate bar dropped with a loud clatter. The noise echoed along the platform. All those waiting, heard it; including the old codger who had paid for it!

Fate would have it that, minutes later as the train pulled in, he found the boy standing next to him greedily eating the chocolate with a happy grin on his face. The old man scowled at him. The boy had no idea why, but he made sure he got into a different carriage.

As for the machine… sometimes, it just wanted a bit of fun.

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