Last night I drove up to Denton to hang out with some friends. On the way up there I realized that I needed to stop and get gas for my car so I wouldn't have to do it on my way home in the dark. I immediately thought of how much I appreciate that if Ryan and I are in the car together he always pumps my gas. For some people that may seem silly or old fashioned, but I love it!
I also have to share honestly that the first time my mom ever made me put gas in our car after I got my permit, I cried. Yes. CRIED. I told her it was too embarrassing and that somebody might see me. Hahaha, I look back on that moment with shame that I was so young and spoiled.
I decided to get gas at the Racetrack that we usually went to. I got out of the car. Eww. It was the kind of hot day that immediately makes you sweat. I realized that instead of opening my gas pump I had opened my trunk. Oops. Easy mistake to fix. I swiped my card. I went through the series of yes/ no questions that each take 30 seconds to process. Finally the screen pops up with "transaction interrupted." So I went through the process again... still sweating... only to get the same results. I was tired of standing there so I got back in my car to drive down the street to Quick Trip. As I started driving I heard a clanking sound. I looked out the window and realized that I left my gas cap unscrewed and the little gas door open. I guess I could have pulled up into a parking spot, but no, I immediately just get out of my car. As I'm standing there fixing the cap situation I realize that I have created a traffic block in the gas station parking lot. Oh my gosh, this situation couldn't get any more awkward! Ahh... so I ended up getting gas later. It was much more uneventful.
So similar to my first time getting gas in the 1970s! I am SO glad you shared this. :)
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