It was late. I was late.
My best friend and I were headed down 290 towards Austin. It was a two and a half hour drive to the bar where I was to interview a local band and I should've left hours before. I had been so cocky about my promptness, I'd even made arrangements to meet my parents for dinner before the interview. My father was just this side of irritated when I called him to cancel.
In a serious rush, and fearing I'd actually be late to the interview that I had scheduled, I pushed the pedal to the floor and my bladder to its limits, not wanting to stop for any reason. I chain-smoked and laughed with Li to keep my mind off my growing need to eliminate.
Around the Elgin area, I could take it no more. I scanned the dark landscape for any sign of a convenient store. Glaring lights erupted on the skyline, coming closer as I pushed the white truck as hard as it would go. As the utopia loomed closer, I realized it was a neat, new, albeit mammoth facility, boasting numerous regular gas tanks, a handful of trucker tanks, and a parking lot that could easily accommodate a rock concert.
I whipped in, erking to a stop and hopping out, practically unfastening my jeans as I went. I glanced up, almost as an afterthought. There in huge, bright red letters for all the country world to see read "Bubba's Gas, Food and Bait". I paused, my brain trying desperately to catch up. But only for a moment before my body reminded me of the need to accommodate it as well. I waved Li on, hurrying through the glass doors.
To say Bubba's was vast would have been a stark understatement. It was massive. And brand-spanking new. Rows of convenience foods and items stretched to our left, and an actual bar flanked our right. A real bar. And saddled up to it, were a handful of men straight out of the field.
As we stood stock still, a large bellied man trussed in coveralls reminiscent of a railroad conductor turned and gave us the once-over.
"Um...purty girls..." He hissed. As all the men around him turned in our direction, I could practically hear the dueling banjos tuning up.
Gone was the immediate urge to pee, gone was the surprise at the vastness of my surroundings, as I spun in one fluid motion, shoving at my frozen friend's back. "Go! Go! Go!" I demanded, shoving her out the door.
Li stumbled towards the truck, stammering with confusion. "But what about the restroom?"
"Yeah..." I began as screeched the tires pulling out. "I'll catch a bush on the side of the road before I become a victim of the new Deliverance."