Shell

So, not only I just got my ass beat for 13 hours straight at work, but I head straight to Louisville from Memphis to see my grandmother and father before the holidays. Needless to say, approaching Louisville, I needed fuel, STAT.
It was about 7AM, and pouring down rain. The drive was mentally exhausting fighting the awful drivers and the awful weather. I was so close, yet it seemed so far. So on my fumes, I finally saw a 24hr Shell (no Chevrons in KY anymore, bastards!). Needless to say, there were 8 pumps, 4 on one side of the building, 4 on the other. All were taken, except 7 and 8.
When I got out of my car at pump 8, I realized why– and I was mesmerized at the same time. How in the HELL are the first 6 pumps going to be COMPLETELY covered, and the last two are left for nature to have at? Needless to say, getting drenched after being awake for 20+ hours just made my day.
Thankfully, I got my gas, got to see my dad, and made it to point B safely. Gotta love it!