I am not a confrontational person. Maybe I was having a bad day.
It was last year and I had gotten a detention for being late to class after a teacher stopped me and refused to write me an excuse note saying "I would be fine." I ask to be excused for the bathroom and after 15 agonizing minutes of doing the bathroom shuffle in my desk the teacher finally says yes. So after searching another ten minutes to find a stall with both a door and that didn't look like someone had actually shit ON the toilet instead of in it, I decide to buy myself a coke from the vending machines to treat myself and make myself feel a little better after having such a bad day. The. Machine. Steals. My. Dollar.
No big deal I think. I'll just go to the office and explain that the machine is out of wack and they'll retrieve my dollar, or failing that at least givde me my coke. I mean, I'm on camera buying the thing.
I walk up to the lady at the front desk and say the machine ate my dollar and I would like someone to get it for me. "We don't do that." The lady says. "I'm not lying, you can check the camera's if you have to." I say back to her, just as polite as can be. "No, we can't give you your dollar back." "But you can." "We just let them put machines in." "Do you receive money from the machines?" I am getting increasingly irritated at this point. "Yes. . ." "How much?" "All of it." "So you get all the money from sales in the machines." "Well, yes, but theirs a certain amount of risk inv-" "No, there isn't. Unless you have a sign that says 'Use At Your Own Risk' in big block freaking letters on those machines you can refund my damn dollar." "You're being rude, young man!" "And you're stealing from me, ma'am." "Don't take that tone with me." "Open the machine." The principal walks into the office at this point and the lady waves him over and tells him I have a discipline problem. I look at the man and say that she is refusing to refund my money despite me having evidence that I didn't receive the product I payed for. "We don't do that." The principal says. "To hell you don't, look up the freaking law that says you have to. In fact, I'll do it for you." "Just who do you think you are?" The principal asks.
Well, from here the story gets a little convoluted. Long story short, I didn't get my dollar, but I did get to yell at the entire staff to go to hell just before the bell rang.
