{June 19, 2015}   Your Not Going To Kill Me Are You?

I can’t wait to get my truck back and not have to drive this van. It has so many little problems with it, it’s not even funny any more. The side door is messed up it was getting stuck closed or half open, we took it off and thought we had it fixed but for whatever reason half the time when I close it it don’t close right and sticks still. There is something wrong with the oil pressure when I have to stop for a light I have to double foot it or it drops to nothing then the check engine light comes on after so many times, at least I think that is why it comes one. It has this thing where if you park on a incline it don’t want to start and no one knows why. It has done that every since my dad got it. He just wanted something to get him from point a to pint b and for just him or just me would be fine but not for my kids to get around in all the time. The gas gauge also don’t work. I think this is the worst of all things that are wrong with it.

Well today I went to pick up my friend J and we were just driving around. I had to call the card people and see if they showed if I would get my money tonight or not. I was talking to them and not even thinking about anything. We turned off the main road onto this side street and the van died. I got it off the side and she said what we have a flat. I said nope worse we are out of gas. She was like what are we going to do. She has a broke ankle and I had the two little ones with us. I said yall are going to sit her I am going to walk up to the main road and go down the station we passed a little ways back. I walk all the way down there people flying by me left and right see her sitting there with the kids and not one person stopped to ask if we needed help. I get to the station and ask the guy if they sell gas cans because I don’t see them anywhere. He said yes I looked again he had none and nothing to give me to put gas in. I looked outside and seen this little old truck sitting there by the pump with a gas can sitting beside it. I turned around and looked around the store and seen a guy in line looked like he was waiting to pay for gas. I asked him if he had a gas can with him to see if it was his truck or not. He said yes. I told him I would give him $10 if I could get some gas and he could take me up to where the van was. He looked kind of funny at first he said ok. He started out the door. I told him I would be there in a minute I had to get money from the atm. I did that and got change from the guy in the store. I got out there he was pumping it but didn’t have a funnel or a spout on the can he brought. He said he used it to put gas in his other smaller cans. I went back in and found the paper funnels for oil and asked the guy if i could take one. I walked back out he was still putting gas in the can and his truck. We were standing there a minute, he looks at me and says your not going to kill me are you? I laughed I said no I just need to get this gas to the van so my kids aren’t sitting in the heat your not going to kill me are you? I said as long as you don’t try do anything to me we are good and laughed. He laughed we went on. We got to the van and had to find something to push the little flap out of the way on the tank he put seemed like a lot of gas in. I said that should get me to the station to get more. He said what’s it say when you start it. I said I don’t know because I guess it’s broke too. But it started so I told him I be ok to get that far. I started to take the funnel and things out he said wait let me put some more in it and dumped more in it. I took the funnel and things out put it in the van, he was behind his truck putting the can in. I walked back there to pay him. I was asking him if $15 was enough since I told him I give him $10 for helping me then the gas I figured $5 would get me to the station or $20 since he gave me a good amount of gas. He said get out of here and put that away. I said no I told you I would pay you to help me and you used your gas you have to get more. He said no I don’t want your money just get to the station and get gas in it so it don’t run out again. He said you going to turn around and go back out that way. I said no I’m going to go back around this way just in case since you showed me I can go that way. He said ok I’m going to follow you back to the station make sure you get there. He did he followed me until I turned into the station then turned around and went on. I was so thankful he had a can and was willing to help. I don’t know what I would have done if he hadn’t that’s for sure.

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