Bangchak Gas Station in my memory !!

Bangchak Gas Station in my memory !!

Bangchak gas station, Ratburana branch is one place in my memory even though it has been 20 years already.You know? I used to sit and walk in this gas station for 3 hours. Why? Let me tell you the story.

In 2000 (extremely long time ago), I just graduated my bachelor degree. I decided to help my family business which operates truck transportation service. At that time, I was not yet a landfill contractor like today.

Poverty and hardship were my best friend at that time. They have been visiting and staying with me for years. I used to take Honda Wave scooters that I used for my work  to the pawn shop to get money to fill up the gas for the ten-wheel truck service. I planned to redeem it once I got the money I earned from the transportation service but unfortunately, one month passed, I still couldn’t save money of 10,000 baht. Many of you wouldn’t believe it…..

Then, the event that remind me of the Bangchak gas station happened.

In the afternoon of Day… Month…Year 2000, I took a minivan to pick up my father to collect the soil in the city to the area around Prapradeang bangkorbua, I saw our ten wheel truck parked on the sideway with the turn-on blinkers. The truck almost ran out of gas around Ratburana area. What could we do now? We had no money.

I and my dad agreed that we would take the truck to fill up the gas and paid with my father’s credit card (which was suspended because he didn’t have money to pay the bill) after taking the truck out of the gas station. Oh..how can we pay with the suspended credit card? 555 ? My dad asked me this - would they let you fill up the gas if they knew it?? The payment was​ declined, my dad pretend to go home to take another the credit card at home in Charoen Krung and left me here at the gas station as the hostage. However, actually, we would go to deliver the soil to get cash and pay for the gas, then bring me back from the gas station. You know how much was it???? About 7,000 Baht (Oh My god, I couldn’t earn the money as small as 7,000 baht)

After the credit card was swiped, a gas station attendant told us that the credit card was declined but the ten wheel truck had been filled up and left the gas station already (at that time I was not a hustle, but it is necessary due to our poverty) My dad told the gas station attendant to leave me as the hostage. I was waiting at the gas station for 3 hours with the accompany of the gas station attendant everywhere I go-the toilet or the public phone (at that time there was no smartphone, no line to chat and the mobile phone was extremely expensive) It was so uncomfortable. Until my dad took the 7,000 baht he earned from the delivering the soil  to trade for me.

This was the big play like the Rachadalai theater that I used to play. Up until I get to this point, I used to fight, I failed, I used to give up, I was beaten, but I am not dead. 5555

I think the thing that help me get through that time is fighting!!!! It is the only way.

" 时间到花就开 when the time is right, flowers will bloom, human’s success takes time. Flowers do not bloom in winter but when springtime comes, they will bloom. May you wait for the success from the effort of today.