Sunday! Sunday! Sunday!

It was Sunday morning but rain was not falling. It was a beautiful day in Fort Wayne and had quite a nice jog. Then, I had a wonderful breakfast with great company at Cosmos, a local Fort Wayne chain (I think it's local, at least). But the best news of the day was yet to come.

It's almost official! I will not be living alone for much longer! More details of this to come in the near future! But it's going to be really really exciting!

Then, we went to watch Seeking a Friend for the End of the World. A future post will also be dedicated to this movie. Warning: It wasn't very good; I would not recommend it.

After, we had a wonderful dinner cooked by Chef Scott after some technical difficulties and a relaxing evening. But the main reason I'm writing this blog is the following:

After the night has ended I wanted to stop by a gas station to take advantage of the cheap gas at $3.15, so I stop a gas station on my way home. This was like an ordinary gas station and the inside of the store wasn't open at this hour. It doesn't affect me much since I pay with credit card anyways. I park my car next to the pump (I pulled up further than I would have liked) and get out of my car.

I slid my credit card to make my payment, and then I noticed a mini-van just pulled up to an area near to the pumps. I couldn't make out whom the driver is or even the size of this person. Thinking this person was just lost, I continued with the pumping procedures and input the nozzle and used the tab to lock the pump (which you can't do in the east coast).

Now with nothing to do, especially because my cell phone is out of power, I just looked around. And the mini-van is just stopped in that area and all I can see is the person is looking in my direction (Maybe with a cell phone display on). At this point I am a bit creep-ed out since it was a dark gas station and a bit off from the street. I think of all the terrible possibilities of what could have happened including but not limited to murder, extortion, or damage to Electra. Just as I take the nozzle out, the mini-van moves closer to my car, Electra... This is where I thought the night was going to take a turn for the worst since the rest of the day was so great.

The driver side window slowly rolls down, seemingly to take an entire minute. Slowly uncovering who it was... It was a middle-aged woman. Unknowing what is exactly happening at this point, I'm scared to the point I could have pissed my pants. She, then, asks, "You can gas when the store is closed?". She asked in a way in which she may have thought I was causing mischief at the gas station. I kindly replied "Yeah, as long as you pay with a credit card!". She excitedly replied "Oh, that's so cool. That's really good to know. Thanks!" and went on her way out of the gas station. I'm surprised she didn't gas up. Maybe she was just being a good citizen and making sure I wasn't causing trouble.

And that is how I thought something new to someone, just by filling Electra with gas at night. It always a good feeling teaching people new things, even if that person approaches in a frightening manner.

I knew something negative had to have occurred today. When I arrived home, I was instantly greeted with the terrible deed. I assume the power went out a some point and all the clocks had all been reset! Oh the horror!!!