That would be me, of course. I stopped at the chicken store and paid for gas and drove right off without pumping it. Five minutes later I was back up in there after hollering "shit" real loud as I did a U-turn on the lane. In that five minutes, some random person enjoyed ten dollas' worth of free gas on me. I hope it was somebody who needed it. I even had the receipt but nooooo. Now an honest person would go in the store and make it right. Whoever swiped the gas was more than likely watching as I drove off with the cap popped open. Golden opportunity.
I did that one time with a buggy full of groceries from Kroger but fortunately they were still on the curb when I got back. Speaking of which I can't wait 'til payday so I can buy some healthy food. And some peach pecan. I was in the middle of passing the afternoon of the anniversary of mama's passing yesterday when I got some news that pretty much floored me. Not what I expected to hear, by any means. It's all good. We keep the faith around here.
Carry on my wayward son...
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