Watched My Cash Cow Drive Away

It was still dark at 6:00am as I walked down the stairs outside. I saw a pick-up with a trailer parked outside. I didn't think much about it at the time since people come and go at all hours at my rental warehouses. In back of the trailer was what looked like a coffin. It was a large retangular box with a rounded top. I thought it was odd that the truck took off rather quickly once they saw me but I just chalked it up to some workers being in a hurry to get on the road. About 9:00 am, I descended the stairs again to retrieve something to drink out of my Pepsi machine. I went to put sixty cents in the machine whereupon I discovered it was gone. And, then it clicked; that coffin I had breifly glimsed in the morning was my Pepsi machine driving off. I'd had the machine about six years and it was responsible for my reintroduction to coin collecting as I eagerly mined it for the new quarter designs. I had taken out the money the night before and there were very few sodas in it but I still felt devestated at the loss of my cash cow. I was so close to catching the theives. If I had only been ten seconds earlier I might still have my coin collecting buddy.