I noticed something funny this morning on my lovely hour-long commute to work (where I'm spending my summer vacation because that line about teachers having all summer off is pure hogwash).
I filled my car up with gas last night because the little red light came on when I was going to the store to grab a dark chocolate Milky Way (for Addie, not for me ... I made do with Oreos out of the cupboard).
When I was maybe five minutes away from work, I looked at my gas gauge and noticed that it was still on F. It got me thinking about how there are a ton of little measurement lines on the gas gauge, yet for me, there are only four real gas status reports:
1. Full tank.
2. Half tank.
3. Almost on E.
4. Shit, the warning light's on.
I honestly don't think I notice when the little indicator is anywhere else other than those four places.
I'm kind of weird, aren't I ;-)?
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Nah, that's normal.
ReplyDeleteNot really. Let's just say it's a good thing my car's in the driveway because my mom's always "discovering" that she has an empty tank just before running a full day of errands.
ReplyDeleteThat's normal. For me it's, 'Plenty', 'Need to fill up', and 'Will i get to the station?'
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