I wasn’t planning on blogging this trip but several people asked me to. I think there is a contest going on to see how many grammatical mistakes I can make during the trip. So, you will have to find out who is in charge of pool to get in the mix.
Today was a pretty boring day. Just lots of windshield time. We have a couple of days like this but most of the other days will be at least a few hours of seeing something and then on the road.
OK there are always a couple of moment. We did see a car that belongs in white trash repairs. See the attached photo. I think I will submit it to the site and see if gets published. I don’t know if you can read the tag number but the last three digits are SOS. There just has to be some irony there.
Then there was buying gas. We stop at a Shell station and I use the credit card reader and start pumping gas. It pumps a couple of gallons and quits. Then this Indian (dot not feather) comes running out accusing me of stealing gas. I think that stealing gas was two of the twenty words of English he knew. I finally get that I owe $5.00. I ask if I give him my credit card can I fill up. No! $5.00!! OK dude here is $5.00 in cash. I drive across the street and put in $75.00 of gas. I would join one of those ultra right wing groups that says, if you don’t speak English go home, but my English isn’t exactly perfect. I figure he will abuse enough customers that market place will take care of his business and he will go back to working in tech support for Dell.
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