Thursday, December 13, 2007

The big "WHYs" of my life

Why is it that the line that I happen to be in is the slowest moving one?
Sorry about the pessimism guys but I just spent twenty minutes yesterday waiting for my turn at the gas station while cars on either side of me simply rolled away. Apparently one of the valves or pump (or whatever it is they have at gas stations) at the end of my line was not working.
If this happened once in a while it would be acceptable. Annoying but acceptable, but this kind of thing happening every single time is downright freaky.
My ability to randomly pick the line that has something or the other slowing it down is now beginning to amaze me.

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