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April 5, 2008
Melanie was stopped at a full service gas station.
She was recently married, to a surgeon, and wanted to feel rich for a change. So she let the attendant wash the window and check the oil, even though the gas was twice as expensive, it was late and she was tired.
After the gas pump stopped the attendant took her credit card into the station to run up the bill. As he ran the card he looked strangely at Melanie and she thought “oh no, he’s going to hit on me, I know it”.
Sure enough, the attendant came to the car a little to casually and asked her to come into the station.
“Why?” she asked.
“There is something wrong on the card and you’ll need to talk to the company about it on the phone.”
“No, there is nothing wrong, my husband is a surgeon, we have plenty of money, and I am not going in there.”
“Please maam, it’ll only take a second.”
Melanie huffed, and opened her door. Suddenly an arm encircled her neck and started to pull her back into the car from the back seat. The attendant smashed the rear window with a tire iron and stabbed at the attacker.
Melanie screamed and bit on the hand of her attacker as police vehicles surrounded the station.
Breathlessly the attendant explained. I saw him trying to hide on the floor of your car ma’am, I didn’t call the credit card company at all, I called 911. I just came out because I was afraid he would attack before they got here.
This story is a variation of the “High Beams” and “*77″ Urban Legend. It has strong supporters who claim that at least one variation is true. This famous urban legend has a ton of variations, a recent one is “*77″ and also “High Beams”
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