u/weightlessVestibule

I had a dream that I was on a cross country road trip with my mom. We had stopped at a Quiktrip gas station to refuel, and our car or the pump's gas tank sensor was broken because it made the tank over-fill and didn't shut off. My mom made me touch the gasoline with my bare hands. Like actually pulled my hand to touch the gas with hers, and wiped the gas off her hands on my sleeve. She told me she was hungry so she went into the store to buy a snack. I initially stayed outside, but I noticed that the steak knives in the steak knife container in the parking lot (next to the windshield squeegee)

were dirty. So being the good samaritan I am I took them inside so a worker could wash them. Inside it was just an ordinary QuikTrip, but they were playing shitty royalty free worship music loud as fuck. After I deposited the steak knives in the dirty dish tub I had a look around for food. There I saw it. On a shelf next to a bunch of halloween themed confections. A single item left. A Milky Way Midnight bar, but with a sinister secret... it was advertised as "pumpkin, onion and cheese" edition. It struck me. Even in this strange dream. As strange. I thought "what the fuck is wrong with the state of my country. What is wrong with the american palette. I made a snide remark in my head about how it was probably one of their best selling products because milky ways suck, and clearly they're fighting against bankruptcy with nasty gimmicky flavors. I finally pryed my eyes from the cheese violence upon the shelf to witness a new fresh horror on the shelf opposite it. Lukewarm packaged burgers. Steaming hot marinara on it. I was perplexed. So I picked it up. The burger did not supposed to have marinara on it. Some rapscallion committed an act of food vandalism. This poor gas station burger was sauced the fuck up in marinara sauce from a cup that they had placed in the little shelf basket with the other lukewarm burgers. I really need to stress that part. These burgers were just out. On a shelf. Not heated. Not chilled. Just lukewarm. Tepid burger. The marinara however was blistering hot. Steaming. So warm it made the burger hot too. I needed to get the hell out of there. Luckily my roommate happened to open her bedroom door and that woke me up. I escaped whatever hellish dream dimension that quiktrip was in.