How my drive home went.
Feb. 23rd, 2011 11:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
priebeOn the second day of my drive home, I stopped at an out of the way gas station just off the freeway. And by "out of the way" I mean that it was the only physical structure visible and was surrounded by trees. I was the only customer. This being Oregon, a scruffy young man came out to fill my car with gas. He was the only person working there. I began to hear the Friday the 13th theme. Literally. After a moment, I realized it was his ringtone.
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Date: 2011-02-23 07:34 pm (UTC)(and thanks for not being murdered by a psycho)
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