Something about road trips brings out an extra degree of mischief and silliness for me. Yeah, I know, but this is even more than usual that I'm talking about. I find that everything's amusing for me, and I also find that I'll sometimes pop off the stupidest jokes to total strangers, just for the glee of seeing their reactions.
So it was Christmas Day this year, on the way to have dinner at my in-laws about 100 miles away. We had to stop at one of the few convenience stores open that day, and when I went in to pay for my gas, I discovered that the lady running the cash register and another lady in the store were engaged in a detailed discussion of canning, and specifically the use of vinegar.
As my turn came to pay for my gas, I simply interjected, "Boy, I got pickled on vinegar once!" Both their heads snapped around, and both their jaws dropped. I didn't say another word- I just walked out like I had good sense to let them react however they wished after I was gone.
It didn't even make sense, and I'm still chuckling about it. It was great fun!
I DID have the tables turned on me once at a little market on the edge of Maryville, Tennessee. The gas pumps at this little place were the kind that go full-speed, and you can't stop them right on the amount you want. As a result, I pumped $20.03 worth of gas and went inside to pay.
"I got $20.03 in gas," I told the little lady inside, "I couldn't cut it off in time."
"That's OK, honey" she said sympathetically, "none of us can anymore."
I got back to my car feeling as if I knew WAY more about that lady than I ever would have wanted to.
What goes around comes around, I guess!
Happy Holidays!
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