And then, reality set in.
I got dressed, ran downstairs to see if there was any coffee left from yesterday. Of course not. I threw on my boots, raincoat, grabbed my keys and head out the door.
Awesome. First stop gas station.
Like I always do when I encounter one of the amazing police officers that patrols my neighborhood and keeps family, safe, I said, thank you so much for all you do and I appreciate you. We exchanged a few more pleasantries, I paid for my coffee and headed back out to my car. I was feeling all good and proud for sharing my gratitude and making the good ol' copper smile.
As I pulled away from the gas pump, I heard a thud. Nothing too loud, but enough for me to stop and look back.
There, hanging out of my car, was the nozzle and hose to the gas pump.
I looked up, and sure enough, there's one of the gas station store attendants standing outside having a cigarette, staring at me like I am the dumbest person in the world.
Fair enough, I felt like it.
I jumped out of my car, picked up the broken off end of the hose, then pulled the nozzle out of my car. At this point, I was praying for hell to swallow me whole.
I hung up the nozzle--Like somehow that would fix everything?
Well, I'm here to tell you, when you're freaking out, you're sure the gas pump attaches at the bottom.
Eventually, I looked up and saw the error of my ways.
Mind you, the attendant is still smoking her cigarette and staring at me from the sidewalk by the store. I see her walk over to the door, open it, yell something at another attendant inside, then walk back to continue smoking.
I yelled back, "What should I do?!"
"Nothing, you've done enough just get in your car and leave."
I was honestly dumbfounded. I just broke the freaking gas pump and you want me to drive off?
P.s. if you're wondering why in the hell I'm sharing this ridiculously embarrassing story, it's because I love nothing more than making people laugh and brightening another person's day. And, well, I don't care who you are, this shit is funny. I'm happy to be the butt of the joke. Life is about screwing up, fessing up and growing up. Have a great day.