day 23: gas

mission:

• put $10 on a random gas pump

since i’ve already put $5 on an atm, i wanted to avoid taping a $10 to a gas pump.  i decided that i would approach the gas station attendant and ask him or her to treat the next customer to $10 off their gas bill (and also hand them my mini card).

i had to get gas anyway as my tank was on empty.  so after work, i roll up to the gas station…alllllll ready to go.  except i forgot my mission-critical minicards.

so i decide instead to screw it and go eat dosa with my homie scott instead.

nah.  but we really did eat dosa :D  after which i rush back home to grab my minicards and we hit up a gas station on mission street (yes, mission gets a lot of lovin from the rehes).  i jump out of the car and go inside the mini-mart to talk to dude inside:

“excuse me, do you have 2 $10′s for a $20?” i ask

he looks at me reluctantly, “ehhh…”

he doesn’t really want to give me his change.

…but, he finds some and gives me two $10 bills.

i take one of the bills and slap it right back on the counter.  pull out a minicard and slap that down right there with it:

“can you do something for me?” i ask

“…ehhhhh..” goes dude

“can you tell the next person that comes in here to pay for gas that $10 of their bill is already covered?  then give them this card?”

he seems to understand what i’m saying – he’s nodding.  i start to walk away until i notice that by the look on his face, homie is utterly confused.  i approach him again:

“so, people come in here to put money on those pumps outside right?  like, ‘can i have gas on pump 4, 5, 6?’ right?” i ask

he nods.

“so can you just tell them that $10 of it is already paid for with this money?  and then give them this little card?”

he nods, still a little confused.

“do you get what i’m saying now?  or…?”

he sorta nods.  i think he’s searching for a re-explanation or some punchline.

“um, cool!  you got it!  have a good day!” i quickly say and bust out as i see another customer approaching (a possible beneficiary :D)

i get back into my car and i arch my neck over to see if the guy inside is paying for gas or about to buy something from the mini-mart.  then say to scott:

“what if the attendant guy doesn’t get what i just said?  what if i just bought that dude in line some doritos or something?  what if…”

“this is where you leave it up to fate,” says the wise scott

“oh.  well…” say i

“such a virgo.” (insinuating that i always have to map out, understand, and control everything)

:)

alas.