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?”.
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