GAS DON'T NEED NO BATTERY

A couple of days ago, a co-worker ran out of gas...which I mean, how could you not, there's no bright yellow light that makes noise at you to remind you of your neglectful ignorance...oh wait, there is. Anyway, dude runs out of gas, so myself along with some others push the thirsty dried up vehicle back into the parking lot, where it sits for a day or so. The next day, out of the kindness of my tender heart, I give the guy a ride to the gas station to fill up a little jug-o-gas. As I sit a the pump waiting for him to prepay, I decide...hey, I should turn the engine off, but I do like music...so I'll leave the battery on so I can rock while I wait. Well kids, this was not a good idea, let me tell you. Once we are all ready to go, my car decides it is definetly not...the battery died after two fucking minutes of sitting. So now there are two stranded vehicles, both with what the other needs. Mine with a can full of gas, needing a jump. His with the juice needing my gas. So I'll see you at Auto Zone this weekend...I'll be the asshat in line, getting a new battery.