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All I wanted to do was pee!

Its happened to me twice now. Both times in Arkansas… perhaps a coincidence but for now I’m holding it against the state.

We were traveling between Texas and Tennessee (which might be obvious since I already said this happened in Arkansas) and needed to fuel the truck. Thank heavens since I was doing the, “I gotta pee dance.”

My husband gets out to fuel, I bolt for the store to pee. Only to be denied. 

The first time, “The restrooms are locked at 10 because I don’t want to be back there cleaning them all the time.” I am pretty sure I almost broke down in tears. I ran out, told my husband to quit fueling. I would NOT give that store another penny. We went across the street where I was able to relieve my screaming bladder and my finish filling the gas tank.

I wrote several scalding reviews on social media for the offending station… 

The second time I wasn’t in as dire a need.  As my husband fueled, I strolled to the store.  I could see the woman inside sweeping. I knew they were closing in about 20 minutes.

I stepped inside and was promptly told, “Ma’am the restrooms are closed.” I stared at her. I sighed loudly and walked out.

I told my husband.  I considered stopping fueling again until I realized we were almost done already. My husband went to talk to the lady but didn’t get anywhere either. I made a quick “tip” on Foursquare about what happened, ending it with, “Why did I spend over $60 in fuel here?”

My husband informed me it was more like $75. Which just irritated me more.

I finally stopped  to pee later when I finally reached the pee dance stage. I picked a truck stop I knew wouldn’t deny me. Thankful for them atleast!

Tell me… anyone else run into this? What did you do? Am I wrong to be highly annoyed to be told the restroom is closed when I’m spending a LOT at the pump? Thoughts?

An avoidable crime

I write a lot about alcohol here. #DrinkUpLinkUp has become one of my favorite features in just a month. I bartend, and, as such, alcohol and its various flavors and mixes interests me a lot.

But there is one thing I have little patience for: drinking and driving.

I drive home from work in the early morning hours… I’ve witnessed my fair share of drivers that I am certain are drunk. Just a couple weeks ago, I watched a car sideswipe a guardrail — sparks flying — and just keep on driving. It sure scared me! But didn’t seem to really phase them. I’m just glad all they hit was a guardrail… and that it was there to keep them from driving into a line of trees!

It’s an avoidable crime. It’s caused the death of so many innocent victims, all because someone didn’t want to pay for a cab ride or just didn’t want to at least “sleep it off” in the backseat of their car before putting it in drive to go home. A cab ride and a parking ticket cost less than taking someone’s life!

Recently, there’s been a rash of DUI arrests in which its the persons 4th or 5th arrest. I’d be willing to guess that for every one of those arrests, they’ve driven a minimum of 5 times drunk without getting caught… without killing someone. And that… THAT… is what scares me. They’ll just keep on doing it until… when? Until they DO kill someone and end up behind bars? And what about when (if) they get back out of jail? Will they continue to do it?

I know plenty of people who have driven home having had too many. I have close friends who have done it. Drinking and driving does not define a person’s entire character, and I’m not sitting here saying I judge people based on if they do it. I’m just saying its an action I shake my head at and fail to understand.

It’s just not worth it.

I beg anyone reading this… think twice before getting behind the wheel with a buzz. As an initiative said once, even buzzed driving is drunk driving.

If you think about doing it — think also about the high, high costs of the fines, jail time, etc. How many Christmas presents would that buy? How many kids could you help by donating that money to something like St. Jude’s or MDA instead? If all that’s not enough, how much is your loved one’s life worth? Would it tear you up to have them killed senselessly? Do you want to kill someone else’s loved one? Do you want to face a mother knowing you took their son or daughter’s life? Or what about the little kid at Christmas who has to open their presents without Mom or Dad? IS IT REALLY WORTH IT???