Story Of His Life
The driver slowed down a bit, and this made me stop looking outside through the window. I look ahead and the to my left and that is when I see he is driving into a petrol station. I roll up the window so it could be completely closed.
The driver also closes his and I am happy he has done that before I could even ask.
I hate the fuel smell and since I have not taken anything since yesterday I really don't want to puke my poor guts out. We wait and then he pays for the fuel and after, I can see the person outside signing to him, "you are welcome."
That is nice, seeing someone signing to him like that makes me remember how some of my employees back at my company have also decided to take sign language. It is really a nice gesture and as much as I always talk to them verbally I also do sign to whoever speaks to me using sign language.