On a recent Sunday afternoon I was pulling into the Mobil Station on 27 from the north side of North Sea Road.
The only available pump required me to drive around the store island. As I drove around the island, a blond women in a black, CA registered, beat up, 4 Runner pulled onto the gas station, facing the same problem as I did from the other direction, she had to turn around in order to face the pump. She passed the pump preparing to do a turn around, when I pulled up at the pump just behind her after I drove around the store island.
After she saw me, she rolled down the window and gave me a fine sample of her repertoire of "f" and "a" words. I explained the situation to her, that I arrived at the gas station prior to her and moved on to fill my car. She pulled up behind the car at the pump next to me to start a conversation with the driver of the car in front of her, who quickly recommended to release the German Shepherd which was seated in the backside of her car, all of this while eying me.
Believe it or not, the women opened the door to let her German Shepherd out without a leash.
Fortunately I was done filling up my car at this point and left the gas station thinking how that poor dog must listen to that woman's foul mouth all the time.
-T
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