The gas gauge in my car is busted - has been since I bought it from Mom. No idea why. All the shiny electronics on the dash are also busted, including the odometer - again, been like that since I bought it. Generally, since I only drive it back and forth between home and work, I know how much gas I use in a day (conveniently, it's around two gallons of gas, which makes filling up easy). I also keep my gas receipts, so I can remember when I last got gas and how much.
Monday, I put six and a half gallons of gas ($20 worth) in my car. It was bitter cold and my fingers were frozen, so instead of putting the receipt where I normally put it, I shoved it in my pocket and forget about it.
(are we seeing where this is going?)
This week, I worked Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday (today). Over the course of the week, I lost the receipt and forgot when I last put in gas. I thought it might have been on Wednesday, so I assumed that today, I would have enough to get to work and back. On the state road, my gas needle suddenly takes a sharp dive to Empty (it does that often when there's anywhere between a gallon and a half and no gas in there). Thinking I have enough to at least make it to the gas station on the other side of the state road, I keep going. About three miles or so from the gas station, my car starts to struggle and decelerate, and realizing I'm in deep shit and when my needle hit empty, it really meant empty, I pull off to the side of the road. And start panicking.
I had left my cellphone at home. I wasn't even in a hurry, and I simply laid it down and forgot to pick it up. It occurred to me, five minutes out from home that I totally forgot it, but instead of turning around, I kept going, because I thought I wouldn't need it.
So, there I am - no gas, no cellphone, stranded at the side of the road. There's a house nearby, but nobody was home, and all cars were passing me by. Finally, somebody stops - a nice couple that proceeds to preach to me about Jesus and salvation, but I'm so distraught at this point, that they could be preaching Cthulhu fhtagn, and I wouldn't have cared. They take me to a gas station, get me some gas, and drive me back.
Very decent of them, considering they could have just passed me up.
Well, the whole thing sucked, but there's good people in the world, so my faith in humanity has been restored slightly.
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Aside from that, I think I'm going to dread SPN fandom now that there's an anime. I just found a very awesome piece of fanart that was completely ruined for me by the artist's comments about how the characters are "based on the anime, not the Live Action." If I wasn't worried about being called a troll, I would have pointed out that the character designs of anime!Winchesters quite accurately depict TV!Winchesters from seasons one and two, so the artist's remarks were, honestly, superfluous. (Granted, Dean's hair is a bit more ridiculous, but in this fanart, the hair looked pretty much like S1 TV!Dean's)
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