Gas Station

One more thing!

I was filling up at the gas station today and an SUV full of guys in their early 20's (looking like they just busted out of juvi) pull up next to my car. The driver hangs his head out the window and says he works in a body shop and wants to fix the dent in the side of my car. I tell him thanks but I'm not interested and turn my back to him. Then I hear him shouting, "Then how about you go out with me and I buy you dinner?" Um....I'm sorry. You and your stolen car full of thugs can go find some cheap hooker, skeazer. I'm too good for you.
Of course what I really said was, "I don't think my husband would be to happy about that." (I always use the imaginary husband card, it's got way more pull than the imaginary boyfriend card) Then every guy in the car groans and starts teasing the driver and he shrugs his shoulders, begins to speed off and yells out the door, "Your missing out baby!" Ummm....actually, I am not. I'm QUITE sure if it. In fact, I'm pretty sure Jaime Escalante called. He wants his calculus class back.