An Escapade with Chester

Sooo... story of the day. well, night.
I got home from dance at about 8:50 and was actually going to go to Sips for a little while for their nice little poker night that I've never been to. But I needed gas first. Which was kinda weird b/c we'd just put 15 dollars in Chester Tuesday night. So my mom has this thing about gas stations being unsafe in Durham at night so I brought Katherine along. We got there and I did the little credit card swipe thing and then went to open the gas tank. But i see this yellowish greasy stuff on the car on and behind the gas area. Strange... so I open up the flap thing and lo and behold there is no gas cap. Ack! then I look down and we're leaking. there was already a puddle. small yes, but puddle definitely. So I call mom and tell her Chester lost his gas cap, so she says go ask inside. This is OUR gas station that I go to with Chester. He only likes Deisel and this one has deisel and is right by our house. So I go in and ask the guy behind the counter if they've found any gas caps and he's like... I don't work here. So I asked the other guy behind the counter and he breifly looks and says sorry. So back to Chester and Katherine, complete with matted yellow slippers. I swipe the card again (the previous swipe was cancelled due to lack of action) intending to just fill it up so I could at least drive home and possibly to church in the morning for babysitting. The stupid machine thing starts beeping at me and says go see the cashier. I wasn't about to pay inside with the credit card b/c it wasn't mine, it was moms. So I call mom and am like what should I do? she's like got any cash? just pay with that. So I get my $7 out of my wallet and walk back to the cashier. This is no small walk either b/c deisel is only at the way far out pumps. Pump 11 and 12. So I get in there and pay my 7 dollars and traverse the parking lot back once more. I pick up the nozzle and press the little botton thing and, well... gas starts spewing everywhere. It was quite volitile. The last time I had put the nozzle in the gas tank before the thing said to talk to the cashier, I had pressed the handle in or whatever and it had never released. So I gave half of my car a nice gas bath and nearly scared myself half to death and put the remaining approx half gallon in my car and drove away home. Katherine informed me that she would never come get gas with me again if she could help it and one of my hands was covered in greasy, wet, gas. It still smells a tad even after washing it about five times. So now I have to drive the green van tomorrow. I'm a little skeptical at it's driving capabilities because it is the reason we have borrowed someone else's van and are trying to get a new vehicle.
.......cars are annoying. I decided that after that I would wait to go to Sips until a different day.