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Station dispenses more than gasoline

Original post made by dolores ciardelli, editor of Danville Express, on May 4, 2010

When did gas stations become entertainment centers? I stopped at the Alamo Shell on Saturday to fill up my tank and was greeted by a friendly man in a video atop the gas pump.

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Posted by Ralph N. Shirlet
a resident of another community
on May 5, 2010 at 6:29 am

Ralph N. Shirlet is a registered user.

Dear Dolores and Emily,

Dolores, another excellent read! I want to see Emily use here writing skills in editorial some day very soon.

As I am greeted by the Shell Pumps in Alamo I always say, "Let me stop you right there and ask you a question." I stand there and do a three minute comedy routine back to the pump until it is time to hang up the hose and end my conversation.

Of course, I talk to the Chevron pumps but they have little to say!

I like to talk to things. I have a plant on my porch I named Ted. I often talk to the long cords I use to run power tools in my garden. And, of course, I talk to the sky, rain, and clouds. When I do my long walks in Walnut Creek, I often talk to the sidewalk and buildings as they pass by or is it me passing by.

I talk to myself quite often just to let me know how I am doing. I laugh at those things foolish. I suggest too often that I pay better attention. And I laugh with myself because I can't remember names.

In my thoughts God is the goodwill of all things past, present and future in that single moment of all time. Talking to things one by one just seems to have a higher purpose.

Next time you talk to the pump say hello for me.

The ROFL in Ralph N. Shirlet