My mother, myself and my aunt set off from Atlanta to D.C. We made a stop somewhere in N.C. to eat and refuel. At the gas station, I was approached by an old lady (at least 80) driving this huge chevy silverado (why?). She ask me "do you know how to pump gas?" I answered "yes mam (because my parents taught me right)." She then ask me for help. So I tell her that I think she needs to pre-pay (because that's what I did) and she informs me "I haven't been pre-paying any other time." My initial thought was "if you been here other times, why don't you know how to pump your gas?" Then after I got her started and set the pump to fill up, she asks me "what is that (and points)? Is it some type of information?" I say "it's a credit card offer." She says "oh no, stay away from those credit cards (like I wanted one), they get you in trouble." I politely said "yes mam, have a nice day." I personally found her to be hilarious and I would like to think that if either of my grandmothers were still living and in this particular situation, someone would help them.
On to my first day. It was fairly uneventful. Just your basic, paperwork, meetings and tours. I looked fabulous! Until I broke the heel on my brand new shoe. They will be going back, TODAY! Fortunately, I am my mother's child and I always have a pair of flat shoes with me for occasions such as this (or when my feet start to hurt). So, I'm still excited and I'm still working on meeting Michelle Obama (wish me luck).
Good thing you were prepared!
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