I woke up this morning with no hot water. Actually, I knew yesterday that I was probably out of gas but started thinking that maybe the painters just turned off my water heater while they were painting around it. I lit the pilot and turned it up to high but, unlike the Olympic torch, it would not stay lit. So I decided to call the gas company. I did this the last time I ran out and my Spanish has improved to the point where I can actually carry on a simple conversation over the phone. Of course, I called too early. What was I thinking? Imagine a business like the Gas Company being open before 9AM on a Monday morning! Sometime I forget I'm in Mexico ... LOL
Anyway, as I am sitting here, looking stupid and wondering how a cold shower would feel, I hear the little singsong that accompanies the gas truck as it patrols the neighbourhood, looking for customers who don't like cold showers. "ES GAS!!!" Ding, ding ding ... that would be me. I ran down the stairs and as I unlocked the door to the street, they were just passing by the corner and caught my wave. Sure beats jumping in a car and chasing after them all over town as some of my friends have been known to do! Anyway, within five minutes I had a full tank of gas and my hot water heater is heating up even as we speak. Unfortunately, the cost was close to $300 pesos so I guess my massage will have to wait for another day ...
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