MOTD (Meme of the Day)

this is what I deal with, car should get 25mpg + averages 19.5mpg
Hoping I never get that call....
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Stay at home wife. Best bad decision I ever made lol :D
just wait til them babies are school aged.
Then the stay at home life means - never stay at home lol
 
Wife works nights. On my days off, I'm tasked with making sure her jeep is full so she doesn't have to stop and pump gas. I honestly cant think of the last time she's had to do it.
Today makes the 1st time I've had to pump my own gas for the BMW. We don't keep score, but I'm making a mental note @Mulishajoe :buttkick:
 
Today makes the 1st time I've had to pump my own gas for the BMW. We don't keep score, but I'm making a mental note @Mulishajoe :buttkick:
:laughing: I think my wife owned hers for 2 years before she had to call me and ask how to open the fuel door on hers
 
:laughing: I think my wife owned hers for 2 years before she had to call me and ask how to open the fuel door on hers
So funny story on this .

Linda will kill me for this but its 100% true.
When I worked for Cummins I did a large project down in Florida. Had to go down for meetings. She came with shopped and beach bummed while I worked and then we vacationed at night. We got a rental car. Picked up by the company. Boss was 100% on board with my workcation plan and approved it. I cant remember what POS rental the car company gave us but it was a Mitsubishi something 4 door iirc.

Last day there meetings ran long, and the host offered to take me to airport and meet wife at rental drop off. About 30 minutes before we are to get there, wife calls in a frantic, crying, balling her eyes out, when I calm her down enough to be coherent I get "The car is almost on E. And I have to get gas or they will charge us a forutne for fill up. and I didnt want to bother you and I am at the pump and Ive swiped my card and I cant open the gas door. Ive looked alll over the car for a gas door release. Ive even taken all our stuff out the trunk...I dont know what to do....boooo hoooo booooo hoooo snub."

Full on melt down mode.
I find out where she is and have my host redirect to the gas station. I get there and the woman is traumatized, tears and mascara streaking down her face. I get out, bid my host farewell. I get her calmed and look around the dash and sure enough no gas door release lever/button/knob. Oh well we are now getting to critical mass time wise. I walk back tot he gas door, pop a key out determined im going to pry this door open fill it up and get the hell outta florida. When I touch the gas door it has one of those pop in pop out spring release deals and just swings open.

She thinks Im a genius and knew it did that, apparently she didnt even try. She laughed, said she felt like an idiot, then cried some more. We filled the tank drove to the airport flew home. The end.
We still laugh about that today 10 years later.
 
So funny story on this .

Linda will kill me for this but its 100% true.
When I worked for Cummins I did a large project down in Florida. Had to go down for meetings. She came with shopped and beach bummed while I worked and then we vacationed at night. We got a rental car. Picked up by the company. Boss was 100% on board with my workcation plan and approved it. I cant remember what POS rental the car company gave us but it was a Mitsubishi something 4 door iirc.

Last day there meetings ran long, and the host offered to take me to airport and meet wife at rental drop off. About 30 minutes before we are to get there, wife calls in a frantic, crying, balling her eyes out, when I calm her down enough to be coherent I get "The car is almost on E. And I have to get gas or they will charge us a forutne for fill up. and I didnt want to bother you and I am at the pump and Ive swiped my card and I cant open the gas door. Ive looked alll over the car for a gas door release. Ive even taken all our stuff out the trunk...I dont know what to do....boooo hoooo booooo hoooo snub."

Full on melt down mode.
I find out where she is and have my host redirect to the gas station. I get there and the woman is traumatized, tears and mascara streaking down her face. I get out, bid my host farewell. I get her calmed and look around the dash and sure enough no gas door release lever/button/knob. Oh well we are now getting to critical mass time wise. I walk back tot he gas door, pop a key out determined im going to pry this door open fill it up and get the hell outta florida. When I touch the gas door it has one of those pop in pop out spring release deals and just swings open.

She thinks Im a genius and knew it did that, apparently she didnt even try. She laughed, said she felt like an idiot, then cried some more. We filled the tank drove to the airport flew home. The end.
We still laugh about that today 10 years later.
The difference with my wife is somehow this would have been my fault for not filling it up myself or knowing to tell her how to open it.
 
The difference with my wife is somehow this would have been my fault for not filling it up myself or knowing to tell her how to open it.
Mine would have just turned it back in and let them charge us, and then blamed me for it when i noticed the bill.
 
I don't mind going and getting gas in my wife's car, but I can't count how many times I've gotten in her vehicle and seen this on the screen:

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I see you have a Toyota Sienna with the most terribly placed screen also.
 
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