
Sometimes I feel like I have boiling points moments in life. I had one today at the gas station! Here's what happened:
I've already had a shitty day, and one of my least favorite things to do is fill up my gas tank, but I'm nearing empty, and there's a "cheap" gas station in front of me (if you call $3.13/ gallon cheap; it is, in comparison with $3.39, which is the cost at the station near my house). So pull in, procure a spot, and decide I want to buy $20 of gas, in cash. I go inside to the cashier, wait in line for about 5 minutes (it's crowded because it's a cheap gas station), and irritatedly hand over my bill; much to my dismay, I had only grabbed a $10 bill from my purse. UGH!
So I go back out to my car, grab a $20, go back inside, cut in line, endure dirty looks, and hand over the bill to the cashier. I get back out to my car, and finally see the sign that pump #12 is out of order. Crap.
So I go back inside, and tell the guy to please move my $20 to pump #10 (in front of my car) and will wait for the girl there to move. He does so. I go back out, get in my car, and proceed to watch the girl at pump #10 clean out her consoles, wash the windshield, talk on the phone ("ohmigod, I was sooo wasted last night! Like, really? Like, ohmigod, no WAY!" This was in PB.). This girl took forever! I finally get the bitch out of my way, and I'm pulled up to pump #10.
I punch in my telephone number so that I can accumulate points for the loyalty program, and then the pump tells me I need to pay inside. I already paid inside!! So I go inside, ask the kid to please apply my $20 to pump #10, and he says sure. I go back out, punch in my number again; same result. Go back in, same result. Get back out to my car, and I now see the guy waving through the window. I'm thinking, "What the F are you saying??!! I can't see from this F*ing far away!!!" I'm getting irritated. I march BACK up to the cashier's station and ask him "yes?!" and he said "you have to hang up the pump before I can put the money in". I'm. Going. To. Kill. Someone!
So I get back outside, hang up the pump, punch in my telephone number AGAIN, and the pump finally acknowledges that I'm ready to buy the STUPID $20 in STUPID gas. I pump the gas and drive away. And as I was driving away, I realize that I probably should have cleaned my windshield and emptied my console... I just can't win today.
This whole experience took an irritating 20 minutes. I think I deserve at least a $100 prize to make up for it; what do you think?
I hope you don't experience any 'boiling points moments' anytime soon.
Love, Mer
2 comments:
So, are you asking for a hundred dollars or something? I should point out you aren't on tv.
Well, it is The Mer Show! It was more of a rhetorical request, but if you want to give me $100, I certainly won't turn it down. :)
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