A tip you never wanted on a Monday.

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We were driving home yesterday and had to stop at a turnpike truck stop/gas station big huge kinda place for gas. This is the kinda place with 10 lanes, 20 pumps. Of course, the lanes were all taken with at least one car, and Sam was pulling a trailer, so we pulled in behind one of the cars to wait our turn.

And we waited.

And we waited.

And then we started to notice that not only was no one in the car in front of us, no one was in the cars in at least 5 of the other lanes either. They were abandoned – presumably because the drivers needed to relieve themselves or grab a coffee.

So we waited.

And we waited.

And then we watched one of the drivers in another lane meander, yes, he MEANDERED, back out to his fancy schmancy Dodge Charger and get in. And he SAT. And another car pulled up behind him and waited. And this Dodge Charger guy just SAT. The driver of the other car finally got out, walked up to the Charger window and politely asked him to pull forward. This young something looked so offended, but he pulled up about 15 feet and stopped AGAIN. We wanted to believe that he must be waiting on a very pregnant wife who was still inside, but no-ho-ho-ho-hoh, he wasn’t.

After about 30 seconds, he started his car again and took off, pipes roaring. We were FLABBERGASTED. (And yes, that is the appropriate Grace Ferguson/Mom word to use.)

And we continued to wait.

And as we waited, our irritation meter peaked.

Tip ‘o the Monday:

IF YOU STOP AT A GAS STATION TO GET GAS AND YOU ARE FINISHED WITH THAT TASK, PULL YOUR CAR INTO A PARKING SPACE AND FREE UP THE PUMPS LIKE YOU SHARE THIS PLANET WITH OTHER PEOPLE.

 

Okay. Rant over.

Today, I am grateful for:

  1. the crunch sound when walking on frozen slush and the security of walking on salt pellets.
  2. the beauty of snow heavy trees.
  3. feeling Sam’s sentimental emotion in the middle of a movie – he’s a quiet shoulder shaker when he cries and it’s pretty adorable.
  4. late night leftover red velvet birthday cake in a hotel room.
  5. walking through the door after being gone for a week – there is no place like home.
  6. people who are considerate of others and pull forward!

 

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