Friday, September 15, 2006
A gallon of gas?... How about three?
So I pull into this gas station in Antioch last night pretty late (it's dark out). As I pull up there is this guy in a big white Buick sitting there, sort of looking around (there is no gas pumping into his car). I thought that looked a little suspicious, but I'm not going to let that stop me from getting ten cents off per gallon (for a limited time only) at the safeway gas station.
So, as I'm getting ready to get my gas the guy from the Buick comes up to me... he is at least six feet tall, with a missing tooth and some sort of scar on his face (are you scared for me?). He says, "I need to get to Bailey Road, and I need a gallon of gas." I'm thinking, "Darn it! I don't want to give this guy any money!" So I said, "I can tell you how to get to Bailey Road..." He responds, "Oh I know how to get to Bailey Road... I just need some gas." I say, "Aw man, I don't even have one dollar in cash..." He says very politely, "Well, I don't need cash... I just need a gallon of gas." By this time I'm thinking, "Man, this guy is determined and shameless!" So I asked him, "So you want me to go over there and buy you some gas?" Again very politely, "Well, yes... if you would please?" So, I think about it for a second and say to myself, "What the heck...!" So I walked over and put in my card (and my code to save ten cents per gallon), and let him put in a little gas. As I was walking past him to go back to my car I said, "Now don't take me for a ride... Only put in a little..." He said, "Oh, I'll do it right here in front you." I said, "No, don't worry about it... I trust you." As I was walking back to my car and we were saying stuff like, "Have a good night." "Thank you and God bless you." etc. He said, "How about three? Do you mind if I put in three (meaning three gallons... and he was good enough to hold up three fingers, so if I couldn't hear him, I would know what he meant)?" I said, "Sure, no problem." Then I got in my car and drove off.
I was watching him as I drove away, and pretty much right after I left he finished. So, I think he really did only get three gallons. So, take it for what it's worth... at first I didn't want to help him out... but after I did, I felt good about the whole exchange...
So... that was a pretty long story... but that's what's up with me.
Also, Denae just got a replacement phone from Cingular because her other one broke. The sent her a complimentary phone holster. I'm considering joining the "Nerd Patrol" (props to JP), and using it... because sometimes I get tired of having my cell phone in my pocket all of the time... So, if you see me sporting a stylish cell phone holster, that's the deal. (This paragraph reminds me of that movie "The In-Laws" when the doctor guy gets made fun of for having a fanny-pack... especially the part when the foreign body guard guys say "Thenslfkjdshkdldfj "fanny-pack" sldkfjsdlkfjosdi?" and then they laugh at him... it's pretty funny.)
Well, I'm signing off now...
PO!
Dave
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dave, please never get gas at night again... i need you to stay alive. and i won't call you a nerd dork if you wear your cell phone on your belt loop. it's cool. i'm so over worrying about dorkiness. you're the bom.com anyway (o; ha ha
Dave, you are nice and you'll be blessed. Giving is what life's all about! Also, Pete's had his phone connected to his belt for a while and ya know, it looks pretty professional and cool!
When that dude asked you for gas, you could have said: "I've got gas for you, but not the petrol kind." Maybe he would've backed off if you said something crude like that :P
Crazy story! You are nice. I probably would have been so flustered and scared I would have just got in my care and took off.
hecka tight story man. i would have been so mad if he kept pumping...i would have pumped him full of lead! teasin but nice chirstlike service
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