(This is the third time I’ve called her in the past ten minutes, all for different reasons.)
Hannah: Hey. Would you go get my wallet out from the car and put it in your purse, so you can give it to me tomorrow?
Hannah: Good thing I wasn’t planning to buy anything at this thing.
I then turn on my scooter to head to the event, and remember immediately that I need to get gas for it.
Oh, no…, I think at first.
I have no wallet, so no means of purchasing that needed gasoline.
Then, I remember that I usually keep a ten dollar bill in my backpack itself, just in case I need cash for something.
I check, and find the crisp bill sitting in its usual place.
But it is only a ten dollar bill – that can’t fill a tank of gas, even in my car(!).
But I’m not using my car… I’m using the scooter…. which supposedly maxes out at two gallons…
I only need a single gallon of gas(!).
Phew! and Woohoo!
I head to the good gas station.
Hannah: Hi! Could I get one gallon, please?
I point at my obviously parked scooter by the pump, and the cashier tells me the price.
Just over two dollars later, I have nearly a full tank of gas.
Man, I thought, I could Totally buy loads of stuff at this event – I have almost eight dollars left after filling my gas tank(!).
And I laughed silently and smiled broadly at the nonsense going through my mind.
It was actually a fun experience ordering a single gallon of gasoline.
How odd that is… 😛