“The Vending Machine Knows My Name” (surreal / absurd horror / deadpan weird)

A deadpan descent into vending machine madness. Bizarre, slightly creepy, and oddly emotional—perfect for strange audio fiction or voice acting with a twist.

Script:

It started when the vending machine said my name.

I hadn’t put money in yet. Just walked up, craving chips.

“Hello, Marcus,” it said.

My name’s not on my badge. Not on my shirt. I don’t even go here.

Then the screen blinked:
“Do you still miss her?”

I hit B6. Salt & vinegar. The bag came out already open.

Yesterday it offered me forgiveness. Today it offered a knife and a choice.

I think it’s trying to help.

The weird part?

The chips are still really good.