Kalia Experiences A Bit Of The Beautiful Life

You know the longer I live here the more and more that happens that really does make living here the beautiful life.  Last night I went to bed knowing I was going to have to go to the GA Ave shell station to put air in my tire that has a slow leak. This really made my morning suck when I was cold and tired and just wanted to get in my car and go to work instead of driving down to a gas station where I would probably be harassed for money I don’t even have by someone wearing nicer shoes than I do.

Well I get down there and I’m sitting in front of the air machine searching for any quarters anywhere with no luck when a mini van pulls behind me and honks.  I lean out of my door to point to the air and she nods like “oh yeah, you need air too”, but since I don’t have money yet I pulled up enough so she could go ahead of me.  I got out and went to the ATM which I knew was going to charge me an arm and a leg, which it did, but I did not know it was also going to reek of piss as well.  I got my money and then went inside the little mini mart to get some change, the guy refused to give me more than a dollars worth of quarters even though I did ask nicely.  He said that .75 cents was enough to fill all the problems I had, I wasn’t sure I was convinced since I have never filled my own tires with air before.

A little annoyed and still cold and tired I walked outside to find that the woman was now filling my tire with air.  I couldn’t believe how lucky I was that some random stranger was helping me out.  I started thanking her profusely and she just smiled and said that there was no point in wasting the air that she didn’t need and that “us women had to stick together and help each other out”.  She really made my day and turned what was going to be a sour attitude for most of the morning into a much lighter and brighter morning.

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  • I find it odd that an ATM would get pissed on. hmmm.

  • Assuming you’re talking about the good Shell on Georgia, they gave me $2 in quarters on Saturday so I could use the air machine. Maybe management got wind of that and changed the policy.

  • I think that is a lovely story. But if you’re talking about the Shell on Ga. Avenue and Upshur, one of my neighbors got her purse stolen there. And I’m always hit up for money when I go there (people offering to pump my gas for me), so I avoid the place. But still, nice lady.

  • What a nice story.

    Can you get your tire patched? I might even have a neighbor who would do it for you.

  • yeah it was the Ga. Ave and Upshur station which I do try to avoid like the plauge. I only go there when I don’t think I can make it on the fumes anywhere else or when I walk out and find my tire is flat.

    I took it to a garage where there is a nice man who has done tire work for me before and he said that because the leak is coming from the side of the tire and not on the tread it is non repairable. Thanks anyways for the offer of setting me up with someone hipchickindc. I appreciate it 🙂

  • Beautiful story! Of course, after yesterady,m I can’t read it without wondering how to pronounce the author’s name. Ka’ li’ ah. Ka leee’-uh.

  • Hey, like she said, us women have to stick together and help each other out 🙂

  • People:

    There is no reason AT ALL to go to the Shell at Georgia and Upshur. That one is awful, and as of some point last year was scheduled to be torn down for condos (not sure if that’s still a go).

    There is a modern Shell literally two or three blocks up Georgia at either Randolph or Shepherd. It has working pumps and everything.

    It does still have people asking for money though.

  • David, it is pronounced Kah-lee-ah. Similar to Kahlua. 🙂

  • Mmm, Kahlua. Well, I had it wrong. Thanks for the correction!

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