The man asked me if I could get gas for him...
Unfamiliar area of town and I was very low on fuel
The station I tried first did not accept cash.
Off I set nervously for another station...
the only one I knew of was about a mile away.
I made it!
I got in line.
The pumps were all full and I was two cars back
from the pumps.
Eventually the three cars at the pump moved on...
and three of us pulled forward.
You know how that goes.
I am now second in line at the middle pump.
I am trapped by the car ahead and the car behind.
Both were big trucks.
The one in front of me took a long time to be filled.
But I had to flag down the attendant for a receipt.
Just as he returned and I was able to drive away...
A big black SUV pulls in from the wrong direction...
not waiting in line like everyone else...
She gives me a big smile showing how clever she thinks she is.
I look in my mirror and the big truck behind me is
having its second tank filled too.
I am trapped.
I look at the driver now blocking my exit and shrug...
the universal sign for "what the heck?"
I was not rude about it.
I thought that perhaps she had not noticed that she was trapping me.
and did a mock shrug back at me.
I am a mature adult.
She is an immature jerk.
I can ignore the immature jerk.
Fifteen minutes later...
the attendant pulls the nozzle out of her tank.
I start my engine in anticipation.
The jerk jumps out of her car...
leaving me blocked in and her open pump not able to be used.
There is a long line behind me now.
There are many empty parking places at the mini mart
right next to where she is blocking me in.
She tossed back her head and laughed
as she entered the mini mart.
I wave frantically at the attendant.
He is swamped and shrugs...
the universal sign for
"What the hell do you want me to do about her?"
I look in my mirror and the big truck is still filling.
I hear his pump click off and think...
Only he gets out of his truck and pulls three big gas cans out of the back.
I watch sadly as he unscrews all three lids.
he has several cars behind him and can't move anyway.
We are both trapped until the jerk moves.
She comes back out and as she walks up to her car...
tossing her trash onto the hood of my little truck.
I sit mouth agape...
but once more starting my engine up.
She just sits there.
The big truck behind me honks.
I cannot go anywhere.
But the cars behind him begin to back up.
They want to get gas and leave too.
As soon as he gets free...
I get to back up and go around the jerk.
She revs her engine as I maneuver around her bumper...
like she is going to ram me.
I figure it out just in time...
she is now in a hurry to get out before the car
behind me can get to the pump and block her in.
He is likely unsympathetic since she made him wait too.
I slow down enough to let him slide into place.
I give her another shrug...
this one is the universal sign for
"Awwww... too bad!"
She starts honking her horn at me...
at the car behind me...
at the cars behind her.
She is now screaming and flipping me off.
But that's okay.
I'm a mature adult.
Of course that did not keep me from laughing...
while I returned her sign.