Friday, July 22, 2005

Pumping Gas...

Last night after volleyball I stop at a Shell station on the way home to fill up my car. After filling up, I go to put the nozzle back on the pump when the hose falls off the handle, with gas pouring out non-stop. I run to the store, bang on the glass (scaring the guy working there half to death, but probably not as much as when I showed him the pump handle in my hand). He quickly hits the emergency stop button to shut off all the pumps. There is now a huge puddle of gas under my car, and I have gas on my shorts & legs... He starts trying to soak up the gas with bags of Kitty-litter from the store. I push my car away - we were worried about starting it over the gas puddle. Just as my car is out of the way, some old guy drives up to the same pump, right over the puddle... I was ready to bolt, let me tell you. The attendant told the guy to go to another pump, so he drove back over the puddle again... Long story short, I STUNK of gas, but ended up with a free $45 dollar fill-up. Moral of the story: before pumping gas, always make sure the handle is securely attached to the hose... ;-)

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

7 on the list of reasons I don't play volleyball -- tdc

Anonymous said...

All I can say is OH MY GAWD!!!!

Donda