Wednesday, May 12, 2010

The Swishy Stealer

Hi all,

I write to you today as a victim of a horrendous crime. I was going to get gas for my car, and looked at the windows realizing they were in need of the swishy (ya know, the brush gas stations offer to clean your car...I named it the swishy because it makes the water swish away from your windows...yea, you think it's weird now but you'll be calling it that soon enough). Anyway, I looked in the swishy container that was right next to MY gas pump, and it was empty. I figured the station had taken it out, or maybe it had gone to swishy heaven. NO! A moment later an old guy, like old enough to be Joan Rivers husband old, comes by with the swishy. I think, again, that now he is going to give it back as he sees that my adorable self and car are in need of a swishy. NO! He simply dips it into the water, then takes it AGAIN over to HIS gas pump on the other side of the station! WTF people...W T F. I felt very violated. It is so wrong to take a swishy, so wrong.