and while my tank was filling up
I looked inside and saw some donuts that looked pretty good.
It used to be that when you went into a gas station
there were some dirty guys
lounging around on a dirty floor
in front of a dirty counter.
But now the only person you see inside
is a guy reading a magazine behind bullet proof glass.
And instead of wiper blades and antifreeze
they have donuts
and air fresheners that you’re supposed to hang from your rearview mirror.
I’ve always thought the term rearview mirror was kind of redundant.
When you’re driving, where would you want to look in a mirror
except to the rear?
So anyway I went in and I bought a donut.
Chocolate covered.
Cream filled.
And as I watched my tank fill up
and as I ate this donut
I thought to myself
this may be the best donut I’ve ever had.
It was light
fluffy
soft
real tasty.
So the next time I was driving by
I stopped in again
and bought another donut.
It looked just like the first one.
But when I bit into it
it really wasn’t very good.
It seemed pretty normal,
maybe even a little bit stale.
I ate it anyway.
And now every time I’m in that area
I always stop and buy a donut.
But it’s never as good.
I keep thinking that maybe they’ll have another donut as good as that first one.
But they’re never satisfying anymore.
They’re always a little bit stale.
And they taste kind of greasy.
You know that greasy donut taste?
The first donut didn’t taste that way though.
It may have been the best donut I’ve ever had.
Sometimes when I stop in there
I think about getting a Moon Pie instead.
Moon Pies are always good.
A little dry maybe
But you can count on a Moon Pie
to taste like a Moon Pie.
But at the last second
I always pick up one of those donuts.
I always think about that first donut I got there.
That sucker was good.
In fact
it may have been the best donut I’ve ever had.