There is a particular gas station in town that I probably shouldn't visit anymore. They always seem to be having technical difficulties. One time I went and all the outside credit card machines were down. How irritating. I never want to go inside to pay for gas. They are inevitably out of receipt paper when I'm there. The latest incident occured when the gas attendant yelled at me across the parking lot that the buttons weren't working on my pump's payment screen. Nice. The card swipe, however, worked just fine and you could bet yourself I wasn't moving my vehicle until they cleared it from the pump. So I stood there and they told me to hit cancel. With the buttons that you just informed me don't work? Seriously? So they laughed at me like I was the dumb one and went inside to clear the whole thing from the system. I started over with a credit card because you don't have to push any buttons for that. And this is where I sunk so low I couldn't redeem myself. I pull the nozzle out to fuel up and something happens that has never happened before. The nozzle won't fit in my car. What? After several seconds of trying to make it work, and several seconds of a show for the people inside whose attention I have already captured, I notice the handle is green which is new and odd. Ah-ha, I have chosen the diesel hose and have been vigorously trying to make it fit in my vehicle. With my head down and shaking side to side from embarassment, I pumped my fuel and sped away without looking back.
Very same day, I go to the grocery store. The lady in the check-out line says, "You look warm", rubbing her cheeks as an indication. I just smile because I know what she's referring to. It's my awesome blush. I love blush, I wear a lot of it. If I look flushed, just assume it's blush. Then she takes it to another level. Assuming the redness on my face indicates heat, she asks me if my face is wet. As in, am I sweating? Again, I say nothing but politely smile because I know that my face is not wet. She is referring to my over active sebaceous glands. Thanks lady for commenting on my oily skin. Always appreciated.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
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