Adulting: Pumping Gas

As you can see, it's a bit cold outside.
As you can see, it's a bit cold outside.
As you can see, it’s a bit cold outside.

I thought pumping gas would be harder than it actually is, which is kind of why I put it off until I started up my car yesterday and thought, “Uh oh,” followed by the thought of me sobbing on the side of the road with an empty gas tank.  Never a good thought, trust me.

Turns out, it’s super easy.  You swipe a card, press a few buttons, open up the gas tank thing, shove in the nozzle, and wait for that sweet, sweet fuel to fill up your car.  The hardest part of this whole experience was simply the fact that it was FREEZING outside.  Like, single digit temperatures with arctic winds blasting me in the face as I scramble to open up the gas tank with gloves on.  Truly, that was the part that made me feel like a grown up – not wanting to go outside, but realizing that you have to or else.  Besides, I needed to make sure that my car would actually run in this cold weather and not just sit there until I need to use it again (oh, God, I do sound like a grown up.  Holy crap).

Also, again, cars are stupidly hard to draw.  I tried to include my own Selena (name of my car) here, but no.  Not happening.

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By Drew

The Head Walrus himself, so to speak.

1 comment

  1. Drew, after decades of having your Uncle Tim fill up all our family cars, I reluctantly re-learned how to fill up the tank of the Honda I drive to work. And I now feel much more grown-up, too.

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