Have you ever had a day come upon you that convinces you that you are just too stupid to live? I had one of those this week. It was Tuesday to be exact. It all started innocently enough . . .
On my way to work I decided I needed gas, to I drove to my neighborhood QT along with every one else in the world to fill up. As luck would have it, I actually found an empty pump so I pulled in. I put the gas nozzle in my tank and turned it on, then I went inside to buy a coke. Stood in line, so it took a few minutes. Came back out and the pump was off so I shut it off took my receipt, got in the car, reset the mileage and off I went, secure in the fact that I now had a full tank of gas.
On my way home, my little fuel pump light comes on and dings at me, indicating that I am low on gas. What? I just filled up. Of course my brain went into hyper drive and I determined that I must have a leak in my fuel line somewhere and that I’m going to blow up any minute even though I didn’t smell gas, and should I get some gas before I have it checked just to watch it run out, but will I run out of gas before I can get somewhere to get it checked. Then I heard “STOP!” I took a breath and reached in my purse for the receipt. That would tell me exactly how much gas had leaked out. I pulled it out and looked. It was for 0.90. 90 cents! I only got 90 cents worth of gas? Then I started laughing. The pump must have shut off almost as I got into the store, but I didn’t check. I should have because my Jeep is really bad about shutting the pump off right after it starts, but I wasn’t standing there.
Sheepishly I drive back to QT and filled it up, standing there the whole time to make sure I actually got gas. I guess the 90 cents filled it up enough that the warning light went off. So there’s my Stupid is as Stupid Does story. And they gave me a license to drive!
The good news is I didn’t have a fuel leak and have to spend hundreds of dollars, the people at QT had changed shifts so they didn’t know I was back for the second time, and even if I was who says I didn’t drive it all out. Which technically I did. I drove the 90 cents worth out going to work, so all’s well that ends well.
Still laughing,
Stevie
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