Tonight, right after Hod went to work, I went to go fill my car with gas. I am blessed to have a Sam's club card, and as they have the least expensive gas in town, that is where I go. Any of you who have gassed at Sam's know that there is always a random worker, wandering around. They sometimes come over and try to make conversation. Pretty much, it's always awkward, and I usually try to avoid all eye contact in hopes that they won't come over.
As I pulled into the filling station, I noticed that it was completely empty. This is unusual. Especially for a busy Saturday night. I worried that I may have to talk with the random worker, but as my gas light had just turned on, I had no choice. I pulled into the middle station, and started the process of filling up. As I got out of my car, I noticed that another car had pulled up behind me. But this car was very poorly angled to get gas. As I started the gassing up process, the driver got out of his car, looked a little shady, and then climbed into his back seat.
Now, I tend to be pretty unobservant. There have been multiple times that I have been somewhere with Hod and he has had to steer me away from a creeper of sorts. Or, I'm about to walk into someone. All sorts of things. I'm just oblivious. And this whole pregnant thing has made it worse.
Yet, my creeper alarm was going off with this guy. He just kept looking at me. I don't know what was going on in the back seat, but this guy was ... leering I guess. It was just very uncomfortable. I worried that I was just freaking out. It was light outside. And the gas station is right on a busy road. But still something just felt off.
Enter the trusty Sam's Club employee. He walked up to me and started talking. Just every day stuff, but he kept looking over his shoulder at the guy in the car behind me. As my car was almost full, he turned to me and asked me if I was ok. I told him yes. He then told me that he just thought maybe he should come and stand by me "just in case". I was quite grateful for his kindness. I finished putting gas in my car, and wished the employee a good evening as I pulled away.
I don't have a clue what was really going on, but I am glad to the kind employee who came and stood by me to make sure everything was fine.
Thank you Mr. Employee. Sorry that I used to avoid you.