See the photo above? The bar on the left is Gladys‘ petrol indicator. When it shows that there are two bars left to go, that is my cue to fill ‘er up.
Why so kan cheong, some would ask. Simple. I refuse to be the douchebag with an empty petrol tank stuck in the middle of the road holding up Klang Valley traffic. I also do not wish to be the lab rat for the saying, if looks could kill…
Now see, I’m not being mean. Sometimes people are busy, they forget and that’s fine (actually not really because you’re supposed to be responsible for your car, which means if you don’t feed it then it wouldn’t move, right??). Sometimes they have no money to fill up their tanks and that’s fine (because sometimes people are poor but they really need to use their vehicles so they take their chances).
No, I have no problems with all that. What I do have a problem with is, a certain percentage of people who do not fill up their tanks just because they can. I do not know what kind of attitude this is, so I am just going to lump it in tidapathy.
You see, these people seem to be under the impression that their very existence exerts the aura which is then automagically transformed into energy = fuel that would save their hides whenever their hides need saving. “Oh don’t worry about it, empty tank can still go at least 25km, you’re unnecessarily fretting!” “Oh don’t worry lah, can still go on, we’ll reach before the petrol runs out”.
I’ve come across these people many times.
That doesn’t make you impressive.
That makes you a douchebag.
I hate you.
You’re fortunate to live in a country where petrol stations are in abundance. You know that Klang Valley traffic situation is perpetually fucked up. If so much as a stray cat gets hit and smashed into a bloody pulp in the middle of the road, it translates to slow traffic for at least half an hour. Add rain, minor (“you scratched my bumper, you bastard”) and major (“you took out my entire bumper, you bastard”) accidents and douchebags slowing down to stare at the accidents to the equation, well let’s just say that I’m very glad I live near to where I work. Shame about the rest of you.
I used to fill up when the indicator has only one bar left. Then my Dad tells me that I should not have left it to a single bar, because I’m driving around in Klang Valley and I’d never know when I’d be caught in a traffic jam, which would make Gladys use up more petrol.
My Dad is right.
Go fill up your petrol tank now.