I'm one of these people that hates having to get petrol, and often drive around near the red, before I go to fill up. I have been like this since I have passed my test, and over the years have spent many times driving to and from places with my eyes glancing on the petrol gauge praying I will make it there without having to fill up or worse breaking down. So far I have got away with it, I have been lucky.... Until today!
I spent most of the morning huffing and puffing because I had ran of essential supplies and would have to go to the supermarket. After a bad night's sleep and an early wake up, this was the last thing I wanted to do! Especially as I knew I was low on petrol. I finally dragged myself out and made it over to the shop (passing a petrol station - I was not in the mood, and at £1.08!!! Please!)
Driving home I was feeling pretty pleased with myself not only had I managed to stock up on the weekly essentials, I had done a whole load of recycling that had been staring at me for weeks. I look at the clock on my car, 2pm, great a whole afternoon to get on with some sewing. I turn off the main road (passing another petrol station) I'm by now rejoicing as I have so nearly made it home and can leave it another day before I fill up! Hang on whats that chuddering? Oh no I am slowing down! Stop!
Of course there are cars behind me, and of course it would have to be a double yellow that I stop on, but at least I made it to the side. I phone a friend of my mum's and explain to him what has happened and does he have a petrol can he could bring over. He asks me where I am, I say, 2 minutes from the petrol station and 2 minutes from my house! **blush** (as by 2minutes I mean a 2minute walk)
As he fills up I am feeling so humiliated, as people walk past and grin, had I been facing the other way going towards the petrol station they may of had a little sympathy, but no this blonde girl in her battered golf was going the opposite way, and had clearly just passed the petrol station.
So whats the first thing I am going to do when I leave the house next? Go to the petrol station... although I do now have 5litres in there it might just get me to A. NO I would like to get back to B, so I WILL fill up, and let this be a lesson don't drive around below the red!
I am however now the proud owner of petrol can... of course that is empty too.
Wednesday, 19 March 2008
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Oh dear, what a day! But spare a thought for me...diesel was £1.13 when I put some in a few days ago!
OH that is funny. I have a friend like that and everytime I get in her car...I am nervous! Me...I can't let the needle get below the halfway mark ...and I have a hybrid...LOL
I've never been caught out! I'd been even worse cos most of my journeys are motorways with two kids in the back!!
At least you have made a (possibly) concious decision to drive around low. My running out of fuel on a fairly regular basis is just down to stupidity!
Commiserations none the less and hope you are feeling beter soon.
I fear when (if) I pass my test I shall be the same!
I wish we didn't have to bother with petrol, that cars just "ran".
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