In last night's dream, I was on my way to work when I discovered my tank was almost on empty. At the gas station, I was about to get out of my car and fill up the tank when a tall man in an official looking suit approaches me.
"I'm sorry, you can't have any gasoline today."
"What?!"
"I'm sure you've heard about the new gasoline regulation act?"
"No! I need gas! I need to go to work today!"
"I'm sorry miss...you'll probably get a voucher for ten dollars worth of gas at the end of the month."
"Bullshit!!"
So I left the gas station and tried to make it to work but ran out of gas. My car sputtered to the shoulder and I started banging my head on the steering wheel.
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