While pumping my gas at the Mac's on Devonshire in Woodstock, I was just zoning out & minding my own Ps & Qs, when I heard the guy on the other side of my pump start talking. It took me all of 10 seconds to realize he was talking to the young guy at the pump in front of him. This was the exchange:
Guy sharing my pump: "Dude! Is your car running? Are you filling up your car and the engine is still running?
Other guy (looking confused): Uh, yeah... So?
First Guy: Dude!! You can't do that! You can't put gas into your car with it running!!! You'll blow up! Shut your car off!!!!!
Other Guy: Oh! Okay... Hold on. I'm almost finished....
At that point, crazy gas guy finished pumping, screwed on his gas cap, and drove away, leaving the other guy and me to stare at each other, eyes wide, mouths open, with no immediate words between us. Eventually, grateful that I wouldn't have to spend the weekend dead, I thanked the guy for noticing the potential disaster, and for calling the guy on it.
It's funny... I always see (and even chuckle at) the warning at the pump that engines must be turned off while filling the tank. Until today, I thought, "why on earth would they need signs like that? Who in the world would leave their car running?" Well, smack my ass and call me Betty! You know, as entertaining as they may be, I have always had my doubts about the authenticity of "The Darwin Awards" and shows like "1000 Ways To Die". I was wrong. Apparently I have been giving humanity far too much credit--- which is soooooo not like me. I guess Darwin really was on to something...
In that moment, I felt like being the self-appointed guardian of our sorry-ass species, by going up to the halfwit and giving him a good dose of whatfor! Though I didn't actually do it, I felt like saying, "You! Moron! Out of the gene pool!" My tongue, however, is still bleeding from biting it in self-restraint.
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