the most...
so everyone has multiple reason for not wanting to get gas:
a. money
b. the smell
c. a pain the the ass
d. aren't really sure how to (that's me)
e. get it on you're hands...
however today made me never want to go to the gas station ever again! so i was with kiki before we headed over to ikea, and she was just talking me through the process of getting gas. eventually i realize that these two (mexican) guys start yelling "gato" to my friend and i. like multiple times they were yelling this. for those who don't know what that means, it means "cat", however i had to double check with kiki to make sure that they were in fact calling us cats, and laughing about it to, no doubt. well, eventually they start yelling "here, kitty kitty" and making that little clicking noise with their tongues. i was completely mortified. not to mention the fact that i had to kick the gas tank door into place because it was broken, and then there was even more evil laughter coming from them. so i quickly glance at danielle and we both run into the car as they are still laughing and i lock the doors and speed away. in the middle of daylight this was, there was even another time when we were getting gas at night and these guys (mexican) were circling us in their truck yelling in spanish, nothing i understood nor wanted to.
i told this story to my mom and all she said was "that's because guys are pigs, pigs!"
a. money
b. the smell
c. a pain the the ass
d. aren't really sure how to (that's me)
e. get it on you're hands...
however today made me never want to go to the gas station ever again! so i was with kiki before we headed over to ikea, and she was just talking me through the process of getting gas. eventually i realize that these two (mexican) guys start yelling "gato" to my friend and i. like multiple times they were yelling this. for those who don't know what that means, it means "cat", however i had to double check with kiki to make sure that they were in fact calling us cats, and laughing about it to, no doubt. well, eventually they start yelling "here, kitty kitty" and making that little clicking noise with their tongues. i was completely mortified. not to mention the fact that i had to kick the gas tank door into place because it was broken, and then there was even more evil laughter coming from them. so i quickly glance at danielle and we both run into the car as they are still laughing and i lock the doors and speed away. in the middle of daylight this was, there was even another time when we were getting gas at night and these guys (mexican) were circling us in their truck yelling in spanish, nothing i understood nor wanted to.
i told this story to my mom and all she said was "that's because guys are pigs, pigs!"