I wonder if they could dispense a defribilator too

The vending machine at work has been intriguing/bothering me. Next to the Doritos column were two columns with clear plastic bags. I was always walking by there so quickly I never knew what they were, but it was driving me crazy that no one was taking these plastic bags out of there. Today I started wondering if they were selling bags of air or something. When no one was in the aisleway, I stepped closer to inspect these bags more fully. They're safety glasses! (Which is why they looked empty - clear plastic). A vending machine that dispenses safety glasses! Amid the chips and chocolate bars. If you want the plain safety glasses they're $3, if you want the ones with the black rims, they're $4. Doritos are $1. Even in the vending machine it's cheaper to go the unhealthy way. (I find it hilarious that this machine is simultaneously promoting an unhealthy, and a safe, existence)

I needed something a bit stronger than plastic glasses today though. Today was my first "almost heartattack and 3 minute lunch" day. About a month ago we anticipated a shortage in grinding wheels, so I ordered more of an old kind we used to use. Seeing as how this was still in my first week, I was pretty much at the mercy of others, and while I verified as much as I could, I really had no clue what I was doing. The last week we've been using up our last wheels (and I'm talking rock-bottom last - like, ones people found in drawers and stuff) and the wheels were supposed to come in today. The parts store (inplant) calls me and says "I think your stones are here but they don't match what you ordered." OMG! Two thoughts are running through my head:

1) Production is about to shut down FOREVER (or at least a week :p) cuz we have ONE wheel left and I don't know how we get anymore really really fast
2) This is gonna look like it's all my fault, when it is nowhere near being my fault, and that's really gonna suck.

After about 35 minutes of trying to sort this out (while everyone's away, either for the day or at lunch), the mystery is finally solved. Minor confusion and miscommunication - the number the grinding wheel supplier lady told me to order wasn't the right one, and she changed it when the order was put through and just didn't tell me. So the wheels we had were the right ones. So we're all good. For now.

So now my first almost mistake (except not) and "shovelling food down in the 30 seconds no one is around" lunch have happened. And I've been there a whole month! That's not too bad really. :p