Not with the store, but with a pair of customers.
I was making my way to lane #4 at the far right like I always do, when:
Lady: "Can you go into that lane?" She asks me as she points to lane #3
the third lane over from the left.
Me: No I can't.
Lady: "Why not?"
Me: "I just can't, that's why."
Lady: "Whatever !!" As she shakes her head and walks back to the
car and tells her husband.
Husband: F****ing A**ho** !!
At that point the line moves up one car length and I go into lane #4 while
the people that hate me pull around the back of me and go into lane #3.
I was thinking to myself, "I should've just told the lady the truth."
After waiting about 30 minutes, the people make it to the pump one car
length ahead of me in lane #3. The husband was already pumping his gas before I got
to my pump in lane #4. So in essence, they were better off taking lane #3 anyway.
I get to my pump and start pumping gas with the gas nozzle trigger locked to ON.
While the gas is pumping, I casually and quietly confront the husband -
Me: "So you hate me huh?"
Husband: "No I don't hate you, but I do think you're a pr**k."
Me: I should've told your wife the truth. I should've told
your wife the reason why I can't go into that lane is because I
have OCD. I'm mentally ill. I can't go through tunnels,"
as I point up to the overhead structure.
At the point, the lady steps out of the car -
Lady: "I'm sorry, I apologize."
Me: I should have told you the truth," I say to the lady.
"There's a reason for everything."
Lady: "Yes there is," as she agrees with me.
Moral of the story? Tell people the truth even though they're complete strangers.
I could've defused the whole situation from the beginning If I had just told the truth.
