Stopped for a fuel, a pit stop, and a caffeine reload this afternoon. Drove to one bank of pumps, which had bright yellow plastic sleeves over the pump handles stating that they were "Out of Order". Pulled up to the back side of those pumps, which were operational, and filled up my car.
Just as I was finishing fueling and heading into the store to take care of the rest of my business, a (blonde) person pulled up to the busted pumps. She opened her filler door, pulled the plastic off the nozzle, and placed the nozzle in the filler neck. And attempted to start using the credit card reader to activate the pump. I almost stopped to comment on the pump being out of order, but thought she'd figure it out.
So, I went inside to relieve myself, text Cat about my progress, choose a caffeinated beverage, wait for 2 people ahead of me, and then pay for my selection and head out.
SHE'S STILL AT THE PUMP TRYING TO SOMEHOW COAX GAS OUT OF IT.
She sees me returning and finally looks at her hand and realizes what's up. She turns bright red, hastily puts everything back together, and follows me out of the gas station.
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As background, I have a job which requires that I travel extensively through the Western half of the US and in parts of Canada. I average 70,000-100,000 miles of travel per year, of combined driving and flying miles.
Most of this travel, for those of you that aren't cursed to travel that much, think it must a lot of fun and glamorous to travel. While, at times, funny or unexpected things occur (such as above), much of it is - frankly - absolute drudgery. While I will try to stay on the more exciting and fun parts of traveling, I may touch on the drudgery side from time to time and will not apologize for it. If you want to follow what a "Road Warrior" deals with, then I hope to be able to educate and entertain.
If you have questions or comments, I welcome them.
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