When I was about 10, I was at the gas station with my mom and brother. They had both gone in to pay and my mom told me to stay in the car. I ended up getting out and locking the keys and everything in it. We had no spare key, and the gas station attendant was furious because we were going to have to walk home and block off half of his pumps. I was in one of those "artsy" phases and was in a black long sleeve turtleneck, black pants, and black boots. We had to walk back to the house (5min by car, 45 by foot), my brother had to break a window to get into the house, and my mom then had to take a bike back to the gas station.
Oh yea, I didn't mention it was summer and about 100 degrees outside. My mom had to spend $20 on water for us (which was a lot then to a newly single parent). Since then, I have never gotten gas without having my window down.
Oh yea, I didn't mention it was summer and about 100 degrees outside. My mom had to spend $20 on water for us (which was a lot then to a newly single parent). Since then, I have never gotten gas without having my window down.