Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Oh, what a glorious night...Part Deux

As we pull out of the Wal-mart parking lot and are turning onto the main road, the car starts to slow down...a LOT...to a crawl! So I says to Ashley "What's wrong...what's going on?!" She says the words that everyone dreads..."I think we ran out of gas"

So here we are...like 1/2 hr from the centre of the city...with no gas. She turns off the car, turns on the head lights and starts to think...Then she starts the car again. AND it works fine! I begin to have hope! Until...we reach the red light...and the car dies. For real this time. Thank the Lord we were on a small hill. So I tell her to put the car in neutral, and we get down to the side of the road aka an almost freeway, Terwillegar Dr/Anthony Henday.

So, here we are two stranded damsels in (mild) distress. Ashley calls her mom to bring us gas (since she didn't bring her AMA card with her...ACK!). Now, the waiting game begins. As everyone knows (or at least now you will), you should not stay in a vehicle that is parked on the side of the road. Luckily, Ashley had gone to Hawrelak park the day before (because of the amazing weather, of course), so she had a blanket! And...for some reason, a massive amount of scarves. So as the night got colder we watched the sunset...except not really because we were on the wrong side of the road for that...we got to see the beautiful view of the new complexes and houses being built complete with a giant barren field in the foreground!

Anyway, as we watched the lights of the condos flicker in the distance we start wondeirng if anyone would be a good Samaritan and actually stop for us. You know, just to see if we needed help. But no...no, why would we?! We're just two small girls, stranded on the side of a freeway...Of course you don't have to stop, good people! After about 1/2 hr a truck stops. The look of shock on our faces is...hard to break. An older gentleman (I say gentleman now because...of what comes after...) gets out of his truck and asks us if we need anything. We tell him no...no, but thank you so much! you've been the only one to stop! thank you! He soon drives off after realizing we really don't need anything.

A few minutes later: another truck stops (only trucks stopped for us!...odd) except this one seems...different. It backs up all the way so that it's about two feet in front of Maurice (Ashley's *female* car). So we see that there are about 4 people in this truck...and the driver is getting out. The reason I'm saying this is because I thought we were going to get killed. Really, I did. This big workboot steps out of the truck, followed by another one. A man comes around the corner; he looked like a construction worker or some such, and he was still wearing a reflective vest. Except...he didn't seem very "helpful". This is not to be sterotypical or anything, but just a description: he was "Middle Eastern", though I have a feeling the country exactly. So, this..."good samaritan" asks us is we need anything...We say the same thing as before "No, we're fine, but thanks for stopping, we only need gas, her mom is bringing it to us". Except with this guy...he doesn't stop there. He says "Oh, gas? I have some"

He goes to his truck, and gets a gerrican (sp?) of gas. As he is filling up the tank he starts to get even weirder. 1) Non stop eye-contact...in a very weird way. 2)He starts asking ...questions that get progressively stranger i.e Aren't you a little young to be driving (to Ashley); How old are you (first to Ashley then to me); What nationality are you (to me); What are you two doing tonight (to us....) - in response to this last one Ashley says, "Oh we're studying. We're in University you know" and he says "Oh (laugh) yeah right".

Just at that moment, Ashley's mom pulls up. THANK YOU JEBUS! This guy still won't go. Ashley's mom gets out of the car...he's still there. Her mom says "Oh thank you, but we're ok now" ...He's...still...there.

FINALLY he starts walking to the car, after Ashley gets it started. And we are safe in the comforting arms of Maurice. Ashley's mom follows behind us (while we use the borrowed gas) until we get to a gas station. While the creepers are still driving ahead of us.

So, that was our eventful evening. Hope you enjoyed. We almost sh*t a brick.

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