Gas can smoker

Bad luck, my car broke down mysteriously on Friday the 13th. So in the mean time I have been getting rides to and from work. I really hate asking other people for things because I feel this helplessness I do not like.

Tonight was a big reason why I hate asking for things because it seems by being helpless asking for help gets you unexpected things not necessarily wanted when asking others for help. I got a ride home with one of my co-workers this evening. Before we left he filled his car up with this five gallon gas tank he had in the back of his truck. He thought it was a good idea to put the empty gas can in his truck cab upfront with us. I did not like this idea from the start but I kept to myself.

He said he like the smell of gasoline so he didn’t mind. I thought ahead of the twenty-five minute drive we had ahead of us and really did not want to smell the gas all the way home, but being me, just being to nice I said nothing.

While driving home, it must have been five minutes later I started getting this headache from the gas fumes and it created this ache right in my eye ball, I hate those aches the most. I finally asked if could role down the window to get the fumes out but he ended just pulling over and putting the gas can in the back of his truck.

I was relieved.

Right when we got fresh air in the cab he lit up a cigarette and filled the cab with his pollution. I didn’t say anything because he already was doing me a favor and one of those favors was not killing me.

So my hope is to fix my car on my days off, Monday and Tuesday. Wish me luck.