Getting Gas

I pull up. I'm already all fucked up. My brain's goin' a mile a minute I'm paranoid as shit and I'm not thinking straight at all. I get out, put the debit card in. Takes me 3 tries to get the PIN # right. I wonder if there's a limit to how many tries you can have with that stuff.

I start pumpin' that shit. There's a girl fillin' up her car across from me. She looks so nice.
Like somebody I'd want to know. Not a happy person, but a warm one. There's an old mother fucker right next to me. I had to move to the side and deliberately look around the corner of the pump to see him. We made eye contact. It was pretty awkward, it made me laugh.

A fucking guido cocksucker pulls in, runs into the gas station. Comes out with an Arizona Iced Tea. Raspberry, i think? Raspberry sucks. He's in a real nice lookin' red car. Everyone around was pretty impressed. I could tell.............

Some other guido (just so happens) comes out of the place and is yelling at somebody. Me and Old Guy turn around and look. Now I don't know if this is who he was yelling to or what, because I didn't really give a fuck, But I saw an older looking, crackhead looking black man with a guitar strapped to his back. He was slurring his words, asking everyone for money. Talking to himself too! But since I had just been talking to myself for the past hour and a half, I'm not one to judge.

I looked away, focusing on pumping my gas. Ignoring him completely even though I hear him behind me. I turn around for a second and he's already right up in my fucking face.
"Sir, you got any money? I don't need much." I said nothing for a moment. He went on speaking this story about how a man wouldn't "open the doors for him", What the fuck? I had no idea what he was talking about. But he stood there right next to me and my car, real close. I told him I'd give him all the money in my left pocket. I reached in.
Felt one single bill. 'I hope to god this is not a twenty' I thought to myself. I pulled it out. It was a single. "This is all I got man," I said. He said "alright thats fine" amd took it and walked away.
No 'thank you', fucking ungrateful douchebag, probably deserves to be in whatever situation he's in.
He went into the gas station and was pulling alcohol out of the fridge in the back when I was pulling away.
I went home and got drunk.