I was filling fuel last night, when an older, stalkerish looking guy, pulled up at the next pump. He just sat there & stared, he finally rolled down his passenger side window & asked the usual questions. After he had some answers, he just drove away, didn't buy gas.
As an aside, he had a huge mound of butts in his ashtray, easily 6" tall, adding to his "stalkerish" persona.
Went inside to pay & a guy stopped me at the door & asked the usual Q's.
At the checkout counter, all three cashiers had questions of their own.
I think that's a new record for Suzy, five interested parties @ one stop.
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