You know how you always say I could never be that person?
Never. Say. Never.
I am that person.
Last week, I swung by the gas station on my way to work. I dropped off Ryan and ran to the Shell down the street. I knew that I was going to go inside to say hi to a friend who works there, so I thought out my plan to leave my purse and keys and locked my door.
My whole gas-pump routine was off. When I came back, I went to unlock the door--that I had locked (yet never do otherwise) and looked at the gas pump. I was less than a fourth a gallon away from completely empty. I was a little flustered, yet grateful I hadn't run out of gas.
I got in my car, lifted my foot off the brake and drove about three feet and hurd a thud! I had driven away with the hose still in the tank!
I felt like an idiot and had to run back into the gas station sheepishly.
Luckily there was a fail safe that just disconnected. Either way, I won't be pumping gas there again.
But, let me remind you. Never. Say. Never.
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