I will never have the balls to rob a place. I guess I will
never have balls period, so maybe that phrase is not quite accurate.
This story baffles me. Not only because the crocks had the audacity
to hold up a gas station, but because they were cocky enough to lengthen their
stay after firing a gun at the clerk. They told him to hang out in the bathroom
for a few hours so they could set-up shop and offer a discount to anyone
pumping gas and paying in cash. Go big or go home right? Apparently you might
as well break some more laws while you are committing a major felony.
I would totally think something was fishy if this deal was
offered to me in the middle of the night at a gas station. Unfortunately there
is no such thing as Happy Hour at the gas bar. Generally if anyone approaches
me after dark at a gas station I assume something horrible is going to happen.
Have you ever heard the story about a girl ignoring a man trying to tell her
that someone was in the backseat of her car hiding --- only to be killed a
short time later because she did not talk to the stranger at the gas station?
That story alone is why I will never drive anything larger than a compact car
and why 95% of my gas purchases are made in daylight.
Parents, tell your kids that story. Not only will they lock
the doors to their car all the time, they will have a big ole’ fear of driving
alone at night.
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