Wednesday, February 9th 2011

After an all-department party directly after work at the bowling alley, I was exhausted and driving home at 9:30pm only to find my gas tank was near empty! I told myself I wasn't going to let it get low because it always seems inconvenient to stop when I have no choice.

Luckily there was a gas station right off the highway half-way home. I pulled up to the tank and a man came walking over at a pace that made me think I could fall asleep before he got to my window. He didn't say anything but I asked him to "fill it with regular" and he did.

He took a long time to put the nozzle away and grab my receipt, but I had a dollar ready to give him when he returned. He gave a slight nod and folded it up before placing in his pocket.

Let's see how fast I can get home and get to bed...

Peace :)