I stopped at the gas station to fill up the tank tonight. As I got out of the car, a lady in a wheelchair got out of her mini van, smiled at me, and asked if I'd help her get the cap off so she could fill her tank. For a split second, thoughts of Ted Bundy pretending to use crutches or having his arm in a sling and luring innocent women to his car to 'help him carry things' came to my mind. After all, two well known serial killers were from Wisconsin, dontcha know. Then I realized she was a lady and others were around so I started my pump and walked to help her take off the cap, push the 'pay inside' button, take the pump out when it was full, and return the cap. Thanks for letting me do this good deed nice, non killer, stranger lady...made my heart smile (after it started racing a bit).
Thursday, February 4, 2010
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Haha when you said "Surviving the Gas Station" I was thinking man De you lived with me in our apt that was like a Gas Station!!! You silly girl. Good job at doing the good deed!!
especially after Splenda treats!
xoxoxo
I'm glad you weren't brutally murdered.
Thank goodness!
Isn't it sad that we have that fear before we realize that not everyone is a pyscho?? Way to go...and I'm glad you weren't brutally murdered too!
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