i stopped by the gas station on my way home from work this evening and of course, i had my camera out snapping photos of anything that moved or didn’t move. i really was minding my own business as i waited for my car to be topped off.
as i’m typing this i have no idea how much i paid for a full tank of gas. i’m guessing $63, i will look at my receipt when i’m done typing here. normally i always look at the price as it’s being pumped because i’m also crying at how much gas cost, but this guy distracted me.
he walked by my car and mouthed, “are you taking my picture?” i thought he was mad. in my mind i frowned as if to say, puh-leeze, then i thought about my project and i was like hmmm.
i waved my hand and said, “come here.”
he came over to my car and i rolled my window down. i explained to him that i was taking a photo of my windshield and not his picture, but if he wanted me to i would. he was like sure, let me put my headphones in and i want to be looking away from the camera. made me laugh, people don’t normally set up their own shots. he asked if i would bring the photo back, i said i would but could email it to him. i did show him his photo on the LCD screen and he seemed to be very happy with it.
i gave him my cards and briefly explained the 100 strangers project to him. i asked him for his name and he said mark, mark anthony. i said isn’t there a singer named marc anthony and he said yes. his mother’s father was puerto rican and he’s half and half. i said, oh you’re half and half like milk and we said good night.
thanks mark for participating, it was fun.
p.s. a full tank of gas cost me $62.99. had i saw that i would have freaked out and asked for $63.00.