The fear of returning to the hardware store is deep in this one.
Now I can drink and write in my diary... S**t.
Don't show the fat kid who broke his chair in middle school. This will embarrass him even more.
With a sudden lack of need for reference books, they went took any job available to them. Even mousepads.
From the submitter:
Gas station next to my hotel. It's fully operational - I went and got gas there myself.
Note to self, never get my suspension checked here.