I stopped off to fill up the van this afternoon after fighting the unruly grocery store crowds and purchasing food items for the family- for some reason they want to eat. EVERY DAY!
As I backed up to the pump, there was a woman behind my car who was pumping gas and engaged in a conversation with the man sharing her pump. When I took a closer look, I saw that the man was pouring water from a plastic water jug onto his face. Of course I listened to their conversation.
The woman: When you are done with your water can I use it to wash the gas off my car?
The man: I just got splashed in the face with gasoline I don't know what happened- it is in my eyes- I am trying to get it flushed out. (with a couple expletives in the mix.)
The woman stands and waits and watches as the man continues to rinse out his burning eyes.
The man pauses briefly as he wipes his face with a bandanna.
The woman: May I use that water?
The man: I am trying to wash my eyes.
Again the woman waits as she watches the man pick up the jug and continue his attempt at saving his eyes.
The woman: Are you done? Can I use your water to rinse off my car?
The man: Go get some inside- they have a lot of water.
The woman turns around- and I am serious- stamps her foot, clinches her fists and punches them toward the ground and grunts. She jumps in her car and stormily drives off. To find water. To wash off the gasoline on her black Mazda. Zoom Zoom.
I was astonished.
Apparently, if you get a little gasoline on your car, you should beg water off the man who is about to go blind.