I have a confession to make. It's nothing scandalous but I really think everyone should know my little secret. Even my husband insisted that I reveal it and REALLY SHOULD BLOG ABOUT THIS...
You see, I have been driving for just about a year now and all these times, I never pump my gas! My husband does- everytime! Rain or Shine! You think I'm lucky to have him on every beck and call ? Yeah right. Nope. The thing is ah-er ...I don't know how to pump gas - so someone's got to do it and that's him. Yup, Guilty to the 3rd degree! I've been spoiled rotten by my husband that it never occurred to me that one day I'll have to pump my own gas. WHICH is what happened this morning... My husband is out of town. I'm awfully low on gas. I forgot to tell him before he left. I need to go to work. And I have my 4 year old daughter with me to deal with.
OMG! can you just imagine my anxiety? "What am I going to do?! Should I go or not go to work? I certainly don't want to miss work!" I was deliberately arguing with myself. No choice. Me pump gas! waaahh!!! "But how in the world am I going to do that?" I don't have a clue! But I gotta do what I need to do! So, with adrenaline rushing and anxiety biting me in my a**, I drove to the gas station about a mile away from where I live, notwithstanding if I'm half an hour late at work. I just have to do this or miss work altogether. So there I was...
Finally, I arrived at the Gas Station. Whew! next step. I was shaking I couldn't even park right. I was so anxious, I parked next to a diesel pump. My goodness! I backed beside the pump next to it. Thank Heavens - regular gas. I'm on the right track. The guy parked right infront of me, you can tell was eyeing me suspiciously puzzled. I guess he can see through me. Who cares? I just want to get my gas and get going. It was a punishment! I'm so obvious, even my daughter asked what I was doing? I just said " bear with me honey, Mama doesn't know what she's doing" .
So I got out and took the pump in one hand. Tried to open my gas tank cap! Holy Guacamole! I don't even know how to open the darn cap! My own car! aarrgghhh! I thought that if I couldn't open it within two minutes, I'll be screaming there like a banshee! Ok got it. I'm in business. Now the pump. Stuck it in. Ok what do I do next? I looked at the pump booth, it's doing nothin' except that the 3 buttons for 3 gas selections were blinking. Ok I guess I have to choose. Picked regular. Now what? click click - NO gas! Screen says: wait a moment. ladiladilalalala...1 minute ...nothing! Waaaahhhh!!!! it wasn't working. What did I do wrong? I don't want security coming and thinking I was stealing gas. Don't want that! Took the pump out and placed it back in its cradle. "Please God, give me wisdom". OK, I'm shaking now. Inhale exhale. "I can do this", I muttered to myself.
Looked at the screen again. There, it says, pay with card. "why does it want me to pay for something I didn't get?" Ok I feel such a moron now. Pressed that anyway. Good. Insert Card. Done! Do I want receipt? Of course I want it. Yes. Pressed that. Here goes nothing. Screen say "Pump is ready!" I stuck the pump in. Click. My oh my...Imagine me falling on the floor that very moment! You can never know how ecstatic I was when I heard that gas finally running and filling my tank...
So this was the day I pumped gas for the 1st time...I survived it with a little angst and woes but I did it...I just wish there was a "how to pump gas for dummies" instructions in that Gas station. I could have used one right there today!
Ok I can hear you laughing now...just don't let out any gas, will ya :)
Maricris lived in Asia and never drove a car (because she didn't need to)- until she moved to the States. Or ever pumped a gas in her life - until today.
xox Maricris xox