So Today I was 10 minutes into participating in one of Sunday's most time honored traditions, a nap. I was laying there all cozy in my bed when he heard a knocking on the door. Breanne goes and gets it and returns to tell me that it is a police officer! He was originally looking for her brother, Ben, and saying that he drove away from a gas station and didn't pay. He had recently sold a car so our immediate assumption was that whoever he had sold it to was the guilty party and they hadn't changed the license plates over to their own name yet. The officer then explains that it was a silver Honda SUV. We think... "well that's weird. Ben never owned a silver Honda SUV". Then it hit us. Wait a minute! WE own a silver Honda SUV! And we got gas a about 30 minutes ago!
I am used to pumps that only work if you prepay. Anymore, most gas pumps are this way. You pay inside first or you pay with your card at the pump. Or you don't get gas. That's the deal. Well apparently, when I swiped my card at the pump, it did not work. Maybe I didn't swipe it correctly. Who knows. However, the pump still gave me gas so I didn't realize this. And because I never get the receipt afterward I just didn't think about the fact that it didn't print one up for me. So I stole some gas and went about my merry way.
I guess the folks at Quick N Easy didn't appreciate this and and were all mad saying "you owe us $47". What a bunch of whiners. So Mr. Officer escorted me back to the scene of the crime and insisted on staying until my card was approved and I had officially made things right.
It's pretty embarrassing, but I survived. I will try and keep my run-ins with the law to a minimum for the rest of the day. Geez... I'm such a hooligan!
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