Out of Gas

I figure while I’m just sitting here in the middle of the highway and out of gas, I would say “howdy”. I am three miles from my destination and was too busy singing into my empty coke zero bottle to notice the BRIGHT ORANGE FLASHING FUEL LIGHT on my dash. Fortunately, I have broken down in the middle of one of those scenic highways that feature the some of the finest establishments Atlanta has to offer: a AAA Pawn shop, Kim’s Coin Laundry, and the Taco Loco where you can score a free bowl of soup if you leave your car at the wash next door. The kicker is that I am 200 feet from the Shell Station located behind a large Mexican gentlemen in blinding white sneakers who appears to be talking to himself. So, while I sway to and fro in the safely of my Ford compact rental amidst the 60mph traffic whizzing past me in both directions with only the rhythm of my emergency flashers to calm my jangled nerves, I offer you a word of good cheer this holiday season.

Take the bus.


1 Comment

  1. Bekah tichy said,

    December 8, 2012 at 11:35 pm

    Oh I’m so sorry! I so appreciate your ability to make the most of what had to be a rather stressful situation! You’re amazing!

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