Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Free Air

Low tire, need Air.
Free Air.
This is the second station I've been to
and the damn thing doesn't work.
Go inside, inquire.
Bald Beard comes out to fix it.
Nice guy.
Second Guy has pulled up already
That precious Free Air.
We trio chat while Bald guy works on the hose.
Ice chips, or something, he says.
Try to be kind, since I'm not buying anything
I've been here before, wonder if he remembers me.
If not, he will next time.
The Free Air Bastard.
If this was my job, I'd be pissed.
But this is different.
This is his freaking job.
Fix job done, I fill up
then wait until he's inside
before I quickly drive away.
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27 comments:

  1. Megan HansenMarch 30, 2011 at 12:42 PM

    i like this post, really well worded and good flow to it

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  2. WizWayneMarch 30, 2011 at 1:02 PM

    wow good stuff! thanks!

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  3. SportsGuyBrandonMarch 30, 2011 at 1:32 PM

    I liked this post because of how unique it was. It wasn't trying to be something generic.

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  4. Jessica ThompsonMarch 30, 2011 at 2:59 PM

    Excellent poem./
    alphabetalife.blogspot.com

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  5. frameaj1March 30, 2011 at 3:40 PM

    Haha this is great!

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  6. RondarielMarch 30, 2011 at 4:16 PM

    Wow. Awesome man. I like it.

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  7. Found on the Internet TodayMarch 30, 2011 at 4:35 PM

    Something very original, I like it.

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  8. HmeceyMarch 30, 2011 at 7:38 PM

    Another good poem

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  9. William EdmondsonMarch 31, 2011 at 3:47 AM

    Haha. I like it man. Keep em coming.

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  10. brucieMarch 31, 2011 at 4:44 AM

    cool poem bro- coffee tiem....

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  11. BORISMarch 31, 2011 at 4:15 PM

    I like it

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  12. Megan HansenMarch 31, 2011 at 9:47 PM

    i enjoyed the language here, thanks for sharing

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  13. CocoMarch 31, 2011 at 11:03 PM

    grate read.. it's a nice poem..
    grate blog.. following :)

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  14. Giles! MoxyApril 1, 2011 at 12:32 AM

    Good stuff

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  15. ruinzApril 1, 2011 at 1:25 AM

    Poem on random things like this is much more entertaining and relatable to the everyday man
    How to Hack Life.

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  16. Justin testingApril 1, 2011 at 3:53 AM

    You stole that man's air! Give it back now!

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  17. EBRApril 1, 2011 at 4:48 AM

    Great poem..i must produce something in the sense of shakespeare to pass my literature coursework

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  18. R. CuttsApril 1, 2011 at 4:57 AM

    excellent.. i can relate. i've had free air issues.. 3 cars behind. pump head mysteriously fused to nozzle on my bicycle.. people abandoned hope and moved on..

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  19. NopeApril 1, 2011 at 4:59 AM

    Haha I like it, those free air things never work properly.

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  20. AmbiApril 1, 2011 at 5:03 AM

    Good writing! (but i would have given the "free air bastard" some tip :P)

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  21. KitariApril 1, 2011 at 6:12 AM

    Free air :D You don't see that much around my area anymore. People will literally charge you for air.

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  22. Anton NuemusApril 1, 2011 at 7:11 AM

    nice written

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  23. AnonymousApril 1, 2011 at 2:56 PM

    good post. thanks.

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  24. tissue rejectionApril 2, 2011 at 3:48 PM

    I like this. Good post

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  25. MH.April 3, 2011 at 11:08 AM

    Great poem, liked it a lot.

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  26. KenzieApril 5, 2011 at 3:48 PM

    Very well wrote.

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  27. Richard GuerraApril 5, 2011 at 6:07 PM

    i enjoyed reading this, keep em' coming bro.

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