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And that is to make me run out of gas on a public road.
So I'm going to Walgreens to drop off prescriptions, and I take the truck because it has AC. It's been sitting for a few days on the driveway, and it always shows there's more gas than there is until you park on level ground. So it says I have about a quarter of a tank, okay so there's really a little less than that.
I drive to Walgreens, go in and drop the stuff off, come back out and it should tell me the right amount now. It shows I have somewhere between a quarter and an eighth. So I think that's what's actually in there at this point, and start driving home.
I look down a few streets away from home, and the gas light is on and I'm almost out.
Fuck.
I start driving like I'm on a hypermiling run, throwing the truck into neutral to lower the RPM as much as possible, California stopping at stop signs if no one's there (shoot me), and I pull into the driveway just in time to hear it sputtering. Hopefully I have enough to make it to the gas station up the street.
This is like the third time this has happened, and one time I even ran out in that same Walgreens parking lot one time. Never on the road yet though.
-End story-
Have what my dad's truck would look like in 2014 form.
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Your father is teaching you subtle lessons in life. Don't trust anyone or any thing. There really is a man named Murphy.