I drive our scooter, Cliff, to work practically every day. For some reason, I am horrible at checking the gas gauge (there is no gas light), but I've never ran out of gas... until yesterday. After work I decided to go to Pebbles in my Pocket and Michael's really quickly while Rog was giving blood. I did my errands and was about to pull out on State Street when Cliff just died. I looked at the gas gauge and sure enough it was on empty! I called Rog because he was less than a block away and he came over. He just thought it was the funniest thing ever. Instead of helping me, he took pictures and told me I HAD to blog about it. Luckily I was super close to a gas station, so I just rolled on over there on the sidewalk. It was incredibly embarrassing, but also really funny!
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Silly Shauna - I'm glad you were close to a gas station.
I'm glad Cliff made your blog!
Hey! Thanks for your comment! It's always fun to find out who's reading your blog! And now I can read yours!
Glad Roger was near and you were able to get some gas!!
Ummm, guess since Roger had just given blood, he needed the rest!
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