Or: Reasons to drive an electric car.
Returning to your car only to discover that your gas cap is missing is one of the most traumatic experiences one can go through. If this hasn’t happened to you…yet (it 100% WILL), here are the five stages of grief you will go through.
When you first go back to your car and see something unusual, you’re in complete disbelief. “Hmm…my gas tank door is open,” you think. “That’s weird. I don’t remember leaving it open. And…wait a minute…where’s my gas cap? Did I forget to put it back on after filling my tank? No, I definitely remembered. Plus it’s connected to the car itself. Wait…could it have been stolen? No, that’s crazy. Who would steal a gas cap? What a pointless thing to steal.”
After a while, the evidence points to a stolen gas cap, and there’s no denying it. “Okay, somebody stole my gas cap,” you think. “This is a real thing that happened.” Then the emotions kick in.
“Wait, SOMEBODY STOLE MY GAS CAP? WHAT? Okay, let me get this straight. Somebody walked by a bunch of cars parked on the street, looked at them, and thought, ‘Hmm…all these cars remind me…I need a gas cap! But I don’t want to pay ten bucks for one. I know, I’ll just steal one from a random car!’
Or maybe they were trying to steal my gas. BUT MY GAS TANK IS STILL FULL. Was it a prank? You’re not even here to see my reaction. THIS IS NOT A GOOD PRANK. Or what if they put something IN my tank? Oh man, if they put something in my tank and my car explodes, I’m gonna be so MAD!!!!”
At this point, you start to consider what your next step has to be, but you don’t like it. “What do I do now?” you think,”go to the auto parts store and buy a new gas cap? But that will cost ten dollars and take 20 minutes out of my day!”
This is when you get down on your knees and seek divine assistance.
“Lord,” you say, “I never asked for much before, but please, please send me a gas cap. If so, I promise I’ll be a better driver! I’ll start stopping at crosswalks! I’ll use my turn signals, even in parking lots! I’ll do anything!”
This is when you realize bargaining won’t work, and all hope is lost. “Oh, who am I kidding?” you think.
“I’m not going to magically retrieve my gas cap. Why do the worst things always happen to me?” And then you go home, put on some Adele, and eat a tub of Gelato.
It’s gone. You had some good times with the gas cap remember when you filled up at that Shell Station and they gave you a coupon for a dollar off a car wash? but those times are over. The gas cap is just a memory, but it’s the circle of life. Time to move on.
And that’s when you decide to go to another car and steal their gas cap.
Thanks giphy for the .gifs!