I was standing in line the other morning with my mints and small coffee in hand, waiting to roll out to the office. I eyed a maple/peanut encrusted donut as I was putting my five ice cubes into by coffee cup but walked away empty-handed. It wasn’t easy, of course.
So there I was in line and the guy in front of me steps up to the counter, places three cans of Monster energy drink on the counter and asks the attendant for a pack of smokes.
Three cans of Monster and a Pack of smokes?
All I could think was, “Da-a-a-m-m-m-n”.
He was a younger kid, of course, maybe in his late 20’s, but he’s going to find out what old feels like in a hurry if he doesn’t watch what he’s putting into his engine.
I am not always so well equipped to handle situations like that. Sometimes that crap can look tempting, when I’m weak.
For those moments I have a prayer that I repeat in my weakness (before temptation, preferably, but during works in a pinch):
“God, please give me five seconds of sanity before I do anything stupid.”
That’ll about do it, and it puts everything in proper perspective. My sentiments toward putting crappy fuel and cigarette smoke into my body are pretty simple:
Uh, that would translate to “no thank you. I’ll take the coffee and tin of Altoids (peppermint)”.