Gas Station 007
Everyday I make a trip to the gas station to fill up my 44oz with some caffeine enriched soda. When you purchase the drink initially they charge you $1.25 and every refill thereafter it costs just $.75 cents. I’ve been doing this like clockwork, to the point where the attendants take one look at me, ring the cash register and I slide my change across the counter.
Yesterday, oddly enough, as I was getting into my car a man across the way, filling up his BMW, stood there staring at me. At first I thought he was maybe looking at something in the distance, but then I noticed he continued staring at me when I pulled away. It was creepy. If you’ve ever seen Michael J. Fox’s Frighteners and remember Jeffrey Combs’ performance you would get an idea of how eerie this experience was. I felt like Harry Potter in the Prisoner of Azkaban, getting my soul sucked out by his deep gaze.
Then my mind did a funny thing, as it usually tends to do. I imagined he was some sort of Government agent, sent on a top-secret mission to a gas station to keep an eye on my every action. As I stood there staring back at him, shuddering, I imagined him watching me come out with my 44oz and sighing to himself, “Another large Pepsi, I see. Why am I always assigned these people?”.
June 11th, 2004
Heh, reminds me of the time an FBI agent stole my hamburger. It later turned out to be an accident (he ordered the same thing as me and mistook my order for his), but it was a great excuse for being late getting back to work: “The FBI confiscated my lunch! Seriously!”
June 11th, 2004
Wow, the G-Man stealing your lunch. That’s a story for the grandchildren someday.
“Gather ’round, children. I’m going to tell you about the time Grandpa had his burger stolen by a Fed.”
That or a Scout campfire story.
June 11th, 2004
I hate when something like that happens, it really creeps me out.
You weren’t witness to any strange “air craft” in the last few days weere you?
Will Smith and Tommy Lee Jones will be showing up next.
June 11th, 2004
Haha. If not Jones and Smith, then Mr. Michael Jackson himself.
June 11th, 2004
Nah… It’ll probably be multiple Hugo Weavings with pointy ears.
June 11th, 2004
Creepy, Jarek. Creepy.
June 12th, 2004
Ever notice that in “Enemy of the State”, John Voight’s character’s birthday is 9/11/1940? It’s struck me as creepy the last few times I’ve seen it. There. Now this post is definitely marked by the government.
June 12th, 2004
That’s quite alright.
My brother is in the Cryptology Department in the Navy so they keep a close watch on my everyday activities anyways.
Which makes me wonder, maybe this Jeffrey Comb’s look-a-like agent was sent by my brother? As Desi would say;
“Lucy, you got some esplainin’ to do!”
June 12th, 2004
I totally sent him but the bastard didnt pick me up a hot dog that I ordered him to get…
June 14th, 2004
Next time, why don’t you have him pick you up one of those salty pretzels or a bag of Cornnuts?
The gas station is running a special; a hotdog and a bag of chips for 2 bucks. That’s a steal, especially if you’ve got some loose change.
June 14th, 2004
I already knew that, why do you think I sent him.. Saaah.