Green Light Flashing, One Coin Missing

He can’t find the slot. His shoes smell of his own piss. He raps the coin against the machine. Come on, you bastard. He can’t decide which of the three slots is the right one. He finds one that is real and puts all his coins into it. He pulls the lever. Nothing. He punches the machine and falls to the floor into a puddle of piss. The machine blinks stoically: “Green Light Flashing, One Coin Missing.”