„Where can I find an air pump, please, for car tires?“, I asked at the gas station in Bajina Bashta.
We were on the road for some time now, had to check couple of things on that small French “lion” of mine. The plan was to spend few days in Bajina Bashta town, in western Serbia. It is small but it did have all those facilities we needed. So, two or three days for resting and recharging, for me and my „lion“.
The man just looks at me, seems like he would gladly say something, but he is trying to be nice, so he just nods and says: „Not here.“
Went to couple of more gas stations around town and was finally told (along with all those „for God’s sakes“ and curious glances at „the woman behind the wheel“), that there are „no air pumps at gas stations“, since „they usually don’t go there“?! Tried not to laugh, it wasn’t that polite. Nor was probably wise.
Anyway, they advised me to go to the tire repair service „just down the road“. Went there and the moment I have stepped in, I got „attacked“ by bunch of new questions and was greeted by genuine laughter because „a woman asked for tires’ air pump at the station“!
It did sound like another joke regarding women and driving, and it did seem it was funny here. They were genuinely amused, that laugh was sincere, not malicious. They didn’t even want to take any money for their service – just helped a lady with her tires, while smiling, well-intentioned. At the end, I’ve started to laugh…
Twilight Zone anyone?