I like to think that I have a little more common sense than the average person…but I may have proven myself wrong tonight. Yesterday on the way home from work, my gas light came on. Since I only live about 2-3 miles from work I decided I would wait until today to get gas, since there is a gas station at the end of the parking lot at work. I have never in my life ran out of gas. Well, there was one time that I ran out of gas just as I pulled into the station, but I had enough momentum to coast to the pump. However, now I rarely let my car get below 1/4 tank. On the way to work this morning, I check my dash and it says I’ve got 12 miles worth of fuel–plenty of gas to make it 3 miles to work. No problem. So after work, I crank my car and drive to the end of the lot and pull in at pump. On the wrong side. I don’t think I have ever pulled into the gas pump on wrong side. My gas tank is on the driver’s side (where it should be) and I know this. However, Amanda’s car, and those dumb ass Germans that designed it, has the gas tank on the passenger side (which is likely the cause of my mistake tonight). Anyway, I jumped back into the Jeep to move it to the next pump. I put the key in and turn. Nothing. My car would not start. Here I am, sitting at the gas pump on the wrong side and my car doesn’t even have enough gas to turn over. Yeah, I felt like a dumb ass. So I got out and tried to stretch the nozzle around the end of my car to the other side. Too short. Damn. So I had to walk into the gas station and buy a 1-gallon gas jug. I filled the jug with gas, walked around to the other side of my car, and started pouring the gas. But the gas was not going in. The nozzle on the gas jug was too short to push open the flap on the gas tank. So yeah, I had to stick my finger down the spout to hold open the flap and pour the gas along my finger and into the tank. Not to mention it is 20 degrees outside, the wind is blowing like crazy, and I had no coat. Finally…enough gas to pull to the next pump….on the right side. So I filled my tank and headed home, high on fumes, only for Amanda to tell me that I “smell funny.”
February 11, 2008
What a dumb ass…
I like to think that I have a little more common sense than the average person…but I may have proven myself wrong tonight. Yesterday on the way home from work, my gas light came on. Since I only live about 2-3 miles from work I decided I would wait until today to get gas, since there is a gas station at the end of the parking lot at work. I have never in my life ran out of gas. Well, there was one time that I ran out of gas just as I pulled into the station, but I had enough momentum to coast to the pump. However, now I rarely let my car get below 1/4 tank. On the way to work this morning, I check my dash and it says I’ve got 12 miles worth of fuel–plenty of gas to make it 3 miles to work. No problem. So after work, I crank my car and drive to the end of the lot and pull in at pump. On the wrong side. I don’t think I have ever pulled into the gas pump on wrong side. My gas tank is on the driver’s side (where it should be) and I know this. However, Amanda’s car, and those dumb ass Germans that designed it, has the gas tank on the passenger side (which is likely the cause of my mistake tonight). Anyway, I jumped back into the Jeep to move it to the next pump. I put the key in and turn. Nothing. My car would not start. Here I am, sitting at the gas pump on the wrong side and my car doesn’t even have enough gas to turn over. Yeah, I felt like a dumb ass. So I got out and tried to stretch the nozzle around the end of my car to the other side. Too short. Damn. So I had to walk into the gas station and buy a 1-gallon gas jug. I filled the jug with gas, walked around to the other side of my car, and started pouring the gas. But the gas was not going in. The nozzle on the gas jug was too short to push open the flap on the gas tank. So yeah, I had to stick my finger down the spout to hold open the flap and pour the gas along my finger and into the tank. Not to mention it is 20 degrees outside, the wind is blowing like crazy, and I had no coat. Finally…enough gas to pull to the next pump….on the right side. So I filled my tank and headed home, high on fumes, only for Amanda to tell me that I “smell funny.”
February 4, 2008
Nutcase….
As you may already know, Britney Spears is crazy! This girl seriously has a screw loose. Last week she was admitted to UCLA’s psychiatric ward. Today they announced she would remain there for at least 2 more weeks for evaluation, making it unlikely that she will be present for another custody hearing next week. Personally, I think she needs to stay longer than 2 weeks. Maybe 2 years? She has been rapidly declining over the last year or so, and gets crazier every day.
Isn’t she cute?
If you look around on the Net, you can find plenty of videos displaying her erratic behavior, some of which are quite entertaining. I honestly wish the media, especially the major media networks, would not waste their airtime and print on discussing Ms. Spears. Apparently she has been diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder. Personally, I think she is psychotic! She is in dire need of treatment. I’ve gotta give her a little credit, though, for actually seeking help. I hope they can tighten her screws! So tell me, what do you think about her? Do you agree, or am I being too unsympathetic?
January 25, 2008
You’ve gotta check this out
I came across this guy’s blog today and this post has to be the funniest thing I have ever seen. Go check it out. (Warning: This post may be offensive to some viewers)
