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What Really Grinds Your Gears?

On the way home I stopped in the gas station by my house to get a drink (strawberry Arnold Palmer, what).

The lady in front of me had a small child. Maybe 7 years old? She racked up THIRTY THREE DOLLARS in junk food. She wasn't getting gas. Just junk food. The kid had a knee brace that was clearly not on her knee. The adult also had odd looking medical treatments. One finger with that big bandage wrap treatment you see in cartoons. Do doctors still do that?

Anyway, 3 failed card swipes later the lady pulls out an envelope of cash. No a wallet. From her purse she produced a postal envelope with odd bills and change. Paid $40 cash. Put all of the change back in her envelope, and took another 2 minutes to get her four bags of... "groceries"?

Oh, I happened to park next to them. So the lady gets in her Suburban and the kid is standing next to the passenger door, where my driver door is, just jumping and waving. A few minutes later she lets the kid in, who climbs into the front seat. Front seat, SUV, no booster, the kid is probably 60lbs tops.

I was in, started, and gone before she had her car started.

I'm still in disbelief.
 
On the way home I stopped in the gas station by my house to get a drink (strawberry Arnold Palmer, what).

The lady in front of me had a small child. Maybe 7 years old? She racked up THIRTY THREE DOLLARS in junk food. She wasn't getting gas. Just junk food. The kid had a knee brace that was clearly not on her knee. The adult also had odd looking medical treatments. One finger with that big bandage wrap treatment you see in cartoons. Do doctors still do that?

Anyway, 3 failed card swipes later the lady pulls out an envelope of cash. No a wallet. From her purse she produced a postal envelope with odd bills and change. Paid $40 cash. Put all of the change back in her envelope, and took another 2 minutes to get her four bags of... "groceries"?

Oh, I happened to park next to them. So the lady gets in her Suburban and the kid is standing next to the passenger door, where my driver door is, just jumping and waving. A few minutes later she lets the kid in, who climbs into the front seat. Front seat, SUV, no booster, the kid is probably 60lbs tops.

I was in, started, and gone before she had her car started.

I'm still in disbelief.
I can't even begin to tell you how annnoyed I would have been. Sometimes I just really don't like going outside.
 
My initial reaction was to pay her bill when she was having issues. I assumed the $33 included gas. Then I moved and saw a counter FULL of junk food. Chips and candies and crackers. But not like Ritz and a block of cheese, like the TGI Friday's Mozarella Cheese cracker snacks. And hot fries. And handfuls more of those little pouch bags.

The initial thought was gone.
 
That might have been an old rant. I had a lady begging for a smoke outside a gas station quick stop. I bought her a pack, whatever, $7 to make someone's morning on a cold day. No appreciation. Gone before I paid the cashier.
 
My initial reaction was to pay her bill when she was having issues. I assumed the $33 included gas. Then I moved and saw a counter FULL of junk food. Chips and candies and crackers. But not like Ritz and a block of cheese, like the TGI Friday's Mozarella Cheese cracker snacks. And hot fries. And handfuls more of those little pouch bags.

The initial thought was gone.
That is unreal. Healthy food for a growing kid. Nice.
 
I don't judge. It could have been for something else. The lady looked a bit trashy, but I try not to judge. Until the kid jumped in the front seat I wasn't completely pissed. She had money. She might have nuked her cards with a magnet or they were prepaid cards she was out on, or something, again with the judging.
 
I don't judge. It could have been for something else. The lady looked a bit trashy, but I try not to judge. Until the kid jumped in the front seat I wasn't completely pissed. She had money. She might have nuked her cards with a magnet or they were prepaid cards she was out on, or something, again with the judging.
Still....the kid in the front seat pisses me off.
 
In my early childhood there were no special kid seats / boosters, seat belts were lap belts only / no shoulder straps, no airbags, no seatbelt law, and kids could be left in the car. Not enough seats? Let them ride loose in the back of the station wagon. Or a truck bed.

Times change.
 
In my early childhood there were no special kid seats / boosters, seat belts were lap belts only / no shoulder straps, no airbags, no seatbelt law, and kids could be left in the car. Not enough seats? Let them ride loose in the back of the station wagon. Or a truck bed.

Times change.
Cars also didn't crumple into nothing back then either. They were built like tanks.
 
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