Until…
I woke up 25 minutes past when I should have left for work. After showering, throwing on some clothes, scrunching my hair into a lumpy ponytail, putting on minimal makeup, and wishing I had time to eat something, or at least find some food to bring along, I was out the door.
Naturally, my car was almost out of gas. I always seem to decide “I’ll just gas up in the morning” on evenings preceding late-starting mornings. So I stopped at the Arco on my way. I pulled up to a vacant pump and saw that it had a large note in tiny print stuck on it, so I drove around to a different one. Turns out, they all had notes on them. The notes said, “Debit down, come inside.” I figured, no problem. I’ll just pay cash at the machine. This particular Arco has separate machines for paying with a card and paying with cash, and the cash machine also had a note on it that said “Out of service.”
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