The lil navigator

As I may have already said, I'm going to university school now, and it's VERY hard to get to. Okay, not THAT hard, but pretty hard because it's really far away and there are a lot of different key turns and ramps that we keep missing. Everyday, either fudge, rafiki, or 30.cal will drive the PT and me to school. (yes that is correct grammer). However, today was different. I know how to get there because I've memorized already the turns and everything, but my brother wasn't quite sure. For some reason, he forgot which turn to take and we drove for 15 minutes in the opposite direction we were supposed to be going.

"er...Are you sure we're supposed to be going this way? I'm pretty sure we should've been going north on sherman..."
said I.
"Really?" said my brother.
"Oh boy! Look at that gas meter!"


Yes indeed we were nearly out of gas. So we stopped at a gas station, my bro got out and I think he tried to hook up the gas pipe to the car when a loud beeping noise emitted from the machine. He re-entered the car a moment later and said:
"This gas station doesn't work, let's try another one."

So we keep looking and we find another one eventually. We spent a total of three seconds in there when we figured out the pumps all said

"NO CARD, CASH ONLY"

So we kept looking, the gas meter dwindling all the way. At this point, I was very concerned. It was 9:00, we were at least three miles in the wrong direction, and out of gas. Of course none of this bothered the PT.

"Are we there yet?" she asked repeatdly, "When are we gonna get there? Helllllllloooooooo!!!!????"
Eventually we found a working gas station. However, we were there for at least twenty minutes because the attendant wouldn't let my brother pay for the gas with my father's card because, quote 'you not him!'. All this time, I was trying to entertain the PT by singing "banana phone."


me: ring ring ring ring ring ring ring, banana phone!

pt: er....

me: ping pong ping pong ping pong ping, ponana phone!

pt: um...

me: I've got this feeeeling, it's so a-pealing,

pt: er..this is boring

me: for all of us to get together and sing, SING!

pt: singing is boring, iguana

me: ring ring ring ring ring ring ring, banana phone!

pt: STOP! I don't even know the words to this song!

me: oh.

pt: look, iguana, why don't we just sit around and do nothing, okay?

me: but that's BORING!

pt: well, that's what I wanna do, so we're gonna do it, OKAY?!

me: all right....


Sooner or later, bro showed up and I directed him to the right track and we got to camp an hour later. Happy ending!