facing my fear

ok, so i have this thing about moustaches. they scare me a little. i have no idea why i have this aversion, but i blame it on too much magnum pi. interestingly enough, my friend joey has a thing for moustaches. i think deep down she probably believes everyone looks better with a moustache. so when i saw this dispenser, i was beside myself to have one of these. i couldn't wait to show it to joey. this would be a good way to have fun with my fear ;-) i found a quarter in the bottom of my purse...it was meant to be! so i put my quarter in & turned the knob anticipating WHICH moustache would be bestowed up on me, would it be the handlebar? or maybe the waiter?? ...and nothing. no moustache. so i ran to an employee exclaiming (yes, i was really 'exclaiming'-i can think of no better word to describe it), "that moustache machine ate my quarter & i have got to have one of those!" to my dismay, i was told the machine was broken. no moustache for me.