Custom Service

Well, not really - not directly. It just felt like doing customer support for a minute there.

Folks were trying to get the soda machine working in the snack bar in the dining hall. One woman came to ask me if I knew anything about the machine because it didn't seem to be working right at all. Well, I know how to hook up the soda to the lines and change the CO2 tanks, so I go to see if there's a problem at that end.

Nope. Looks fine to me. So I go up to the dispenser to see what's happening. Some spigots produce only water, others only gas, some dribble soda. I think it's just that the lines need to run longer, but as things fail to improve, I look into the cabinet where the pump combines the syrup, water and gas. Nothing obvious (like sparks, flames, gushing fluids) is wrong - but as I'm getting up, I glance under the soda machine and see ...
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a disconnected electric cord. "Is this suppposed to be plugged in?" I ask innocently.