Ok, i need help.
Today, my mom hands me her credit card and says "Can you fill my tank of gas up really quick, i gotta shower and leave"
I told her she could just use my car, but she said she doesn't know all the buttons and is too stupid.
So i go to the gas station.
The problem is, Ive never been to a gas station in my life . Well i have been to one, i just don't like going. I have never pumped gas before, usually my friends do it or my sister. So i slid the credit card through and try to understand the dumb computer, that takes about 10 minutes literally.
Then it said select grade. Wtf is that. I just picked one. Right once i picked it up, the think shot all over me. I was covered in gas running all over my shirt and pants, so my reaction is to drop it and let it continue pouring out gas. Then i get scared and life it up and shove it in the hole thing. Once it stoped, i was careful to put it back.
Then i go to the car to start it. Wont start. Now i get scared.
Now i remeber my moms ****ign car is diesel. SHIT! i thought i just totally RUINED her car and she was going to LITERALLY KILL ME. Im was too embarressed to ask for help to pump gas, but now i had no choice. He comes outside and ask about all the gas on the floor, i said its my first time pumping gas. He sticks a garden house in the car and then sucks out so all the gas would come out.
Then he leaves an laffs. Now i try again and fill up with diesel, again, the ****ing pump poored gas all over my cloths and i dropped it again. now i ****ing smell of gas and am totally discusted. so i pick it up and get more all over me, but shove it in. Wahoo it worked. Now i drive home FINALLY!
When i get home and get out, i notice gas is coming out of the gas tank. I look inside to realize i LEFT THE CAP THERE! OMG! NOOOO
****ING had to drive back and pick up the cap! once the cap was back on it said i already used a quarter of a tank.!!! A QUARTER OF A TANK gushed out as i was driving!
This makes me so mad . I hate gas stations, im never going to one again in MY LIFE!