There's a blog coming soon about emotions, work, stress (you know, all the fun things in life), but for now I will tell you a story.
I needed peanut M&Ms so I went to the breakroom to get some out of the vending machine.
A man was sitting eating dinner. I said hello, as I always do to random people in my breakroom.
I vended my M&Ms and they got stuck.
I gingerly tilted the small vending machine towards me but they wouldn't budge.
"My M&Ms are stuck," I said.
"Do you need help?" he asked, already out of his seat to assist me.
"No, I just didn't want to come across as too violent."
He laughed, backed up with his hands in the air, and I pounded the vending machine forward and back until it released my prize.