Stop in for a cup of coffee
Lmao, so I haul *** to orileys down town for some more paint. I'm in a hurry because I have roughly an hour left before the sun goes down and I want to finish painting.
I grab the paint and go. I decide to stop at the gas station next door for a drink. Its closed for whatever reason. I think ok I can go to the next one a few blocks down. I figure ill start shaking the can so I can paint asap.
I go to town shaking the can vigorously with one hand and the steering wheel in the other. I can't help but feel like I'm being watched. I finally look over and see that people are looking at me. I stop and look down and realize what it looks like I'm doing lol.
I figure no time to explain maybe one day they'll understand. I stop and go into the store and continue to shake the can. Because that's just the type of worker I am. No time to slack off!