Zombies and Gasoline Stations

Today I got to enjoy filling up my gas tank at Costco, a similar experience that perhaps you have had in the last few days.  This visit left an impression with me that I am soon not to forget.

Zombies..mindless, soulless creatures that roam the earth with no purpose, no feeling, no hope for a better future, just a need to roam and feed.  I was surrounded by Zombies today at Costco as though in the movies.  It begins when you enter the line which was 10 cars deep  times four lines because Costco is selling Gas today at $3.85/gallon versus most stations in the Bay Area at $3.99/gallon.  I looked over at those on both sides of me in line.  A blank mindless stare, I looked at myself in the rear view mirror..did I have that same look?  I sat in my car, running the engine, listening to AM talk radio scream as to all that is wrong with Obama, liberals, etc.  I looked back over at my right side..I could see the line longer behind me, I thought good I was smart to get in line when I did, (note to self that is called psycho thinking).  Slowly two cars at a time would finish pumping and I would inch closer to the pumps.

Zombie..Pumping gas

As I got closer to the promised land of gasoline magic, I started to look at those ahead of me pumping gas.  Zombies, every one of them, mindless, soulless creatures that roam the earth with no purpose, no feeling, no hope for a better future, just a need to roam and feed on gasoline.  How can I look at this as though I am not judging I thought to myself.  I looked into the mirror again, of course I will not look like that when I start filling up…I thought.  Finally after 25 minutes of burning the gas that I was waiting in line to get it was my turn to pump.

I stopped my Jeep, unlocked my gas cap, put my Costco card in the reader, then my ATM card.  I then hit the 87 octane button, lifted the nozzle, placed it into the gas tank, squeezed the lever, and watched the LED numbers spinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.  After about one minute of nothing I realized, I am a Zombie as well.

$55.00 dollars ligher in the bank account I drove off.  Thinking to myself, gosh, I am glad I filled up today because tomorrow it will be more expensive…Zombie…I am just a Zombie…

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