The Malfunctioned Ticket Machine

A seemingly never-ending queue full of excited and impatient teenagers stretched across the street. Slushies were being sold by the dozen, annoying novelty hats were everywhere you looked, helium balloons gracefully blew amongst the clouds, and the sickly sweet smell of donuts floated through the air. This could only mean one thing – the carnival was in town. The carnival was only around for five days at the most and then it was gone for another six months at least, so every kid looked forward to the next time the soothing loud music and blinding lights came to their hometown. Thousands of people flooded the park in which the carnival was held everyday, and the once beautifully green grass soon became nothing more than a disgusting pool of mud and popcorn which unfortunately dropped onto the floor. There was a little ticket machine which stood proudly beside the main gate going into the carnival. Tickets were cheap (after all, they’re only small pieces of coloured card) so the machine was constantly dispensing tickets to eager children, and then there would be another child with pockets full of coins, and then another, and another… This carried on throughout the day, from early in the morning til late at night, and the machine faithfully spurted out little pink tickets one after the other, until the last day of the carnival that is.

If you can honestly tell me that you could work constantly for days on end without collapsing then you would have to be The Terminator. The ticket machine started to malfunction, letting out hundreds of tickets at a time whenever some extremely fortunate person put £1 into the coin slot. Young children were running around with huge disbelieving smiles on their faces, clutching streams and streams of tickets in their hands. At first it wasn’t realised by the carnival workers, and they had no idea that the ticket dispenser was broke, but very soon there were no tickets left in the machine so nobody could go on the rides which caused an unpleasant uproar with infuriated clowns, rollercoaster owners, acrobats, and talented fire jugglers. The carnival was closed early, leaving hundreds of disappointed children spending their weekend at home again, desperately waiting for the next time that the carnival comes to town.

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