Literally. This is a surprise and delight moment.
Driving south on Centinela by the Santa Monica Airport and my car starts acting funny sputtering.
I look over and I've run out of gas. Haven't really been paying attention or gotten used to the new gauge in my new car.
So I'm kind of at the top of a hill, and at the bottom of the hill is a gas station.
I coasted down the hill.
The Gas station is in the south east corner, so I had to make a left to get into the gas station and the car coasted into the middle of the intersection ready to turn and then cause of traffic I had to brake.
So I'm blocking the intersection and it bugged some people, but some rather then just get annoyed opened their windows to inquire, and smiling I said ran out of gas, which the humor given that the gas station was right there wasn't lost on anybody willing to find out, and it lightened their annoyance of me in the middle of an intersection.
After one go through of the light someone pulled over and came out to help me push it into the gas station. It was so easy I was laughing the entire time I was pumping the gas.
