No Waaaay...

Really this story started yesterday when I saw my gas light was on in the car. Now I know many think that I`m irresponsible and sometimes probably so. One memory that haunts me was the time I ran out of gas on the way to school in my Ford Escort. Having that story in the back of my head I stopped yesterday to put gas in the car. However, they didn´t have any regular. Here, you never know when they will have gas sometimes they do and sometimes they don`t. This was one of those days they didn`t which added to a long list of other frustrating things that had taken place that day as well. Anyways I tried, so just remember that, I did try to put gas in the car. So, today I went to visit a man in the hospital. When I had nearly arrived at the hospital the car began to chug up a hill. I knew it was now a crisis point. I remembered passing a Texaco at the bottom of the hill so I quick did a u-turn, shut off the engine and coasted to the bottom. At the bottom of the hill was a red light, of course I stopped. But when it was time to go, it wouldn´t start. Thankfully I could coast from the red light all the way to the gas station, where we had just enough pep to coast right up to the pump. Whew, thank the Lord we made it. So the attendant came to tell me they were...out of gas!! They only had diesel. NO way! I couldn´t believe this. By this time it was softly raining. The guy told me there was another Texaco about a block away. He gave me an empy Coke bottle and off I went. Thankfully, this station did have gas. I was able to get back, pour that beautiful gasoline into my car and get to the next station. So, in part it was my fault, but not 100%. I did try to put gas in the car before it came to a crisis, but hey, they just didn´t have gas at the pump.