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…but apparently everyone else does.
“Gas” and “diesel” are different. That’s a lesson I learned on the ranch earlier this week when I filled up a four-wheeler with diesel… when it runs on gas. Heck, I didn’t even know there were different fluids in the two big tanks conveniently located on the ranch property.
This was one of those many instances when, had I asked a question or two, I could have avoided a mistake. The problem is that I didn’t even know that I didn’t know something, and therefore didn’t think to ask a question. It would be the same as getting up in the morning and tying your shoes before school, going on your merry way, then later finding out that there is an official dress code knot, and ya done messed up.
I was totally embarrassed afterward, because the coworkers who helped me acted like everyone knows the difference between gas and diesel (maybe everyone does, except for me).
Has anyone else had moments like those?