just had an interesting experience at the gas station.
went to pull in the driveway, a Dodge Challenger pulled into the first driveway and the pumps looked full on that side, so i hit the second driveway all of 40 feet later. had to wait for pedestrians with a small white fluffy dog to cross the driveway. had an butthead in a Tesla behind me. I'm waiting. as soon as the pedestrians and dog pass the Challenger looked like it might pull through to an open pump so i had nowhere to go and just stayed stopped pulled over in the right lane. bastard in the Tesla honked at me, jumped into the left lane and sped off. of course my windows down so i was sure to let him know he was #1. the Challenger ended up stopping and parking along the curb that runs along the sidewalk. so i pull into the open pump right in front of me.
as I'm getting out of my truck a black Silverado pulls up to the opposite pump. I'm pulling cash out of my wallet and double checking the pump #. a women, obviously pregnant, gets out of the drivers side of the Silverado and scurries inside. i wonder inside end up in line 2 behind her. she buys 2 6 packs and chewing tobacco.

then proceeds to scurry out the door. when i got back to my truck after paying she was gone. why pull up to a pump if you're not going to buy gas?
put $78 in the tank. washed my windshield. went back in to get my change. there's a women in there, you could tell she was a total freaking hippie back in the 60's but had like aged out. socks that went halfway up her shins and Birkenstocks, weird ill fitting flower dress, need i say more? and she gave me the stink eye for whatever reason. i just gave her the downward "how you doin'" nod and it was obvious after that that she was trying not to look at me.
so yeah, good times i guess.