July 4 05

argh. as i was driving home in the pouring rain, my gas light came on.
crap, i thought, i’m going to have to get gas.
but, that’s the beauty of pay-at-the-pump. i’d be covered and i wouldn’t have to go into the building.

um, yeah. of course, that was only true until all of their machines went dead and i had to go inside to see the cashier. lucky me.

i got soaked. and i was not happy about it. and now the cashier knows it.


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