Moderately Annoyed....

So...yesterday after dinner I get a stressed call from my brother asking me to fill up their gascans for their generator. He is flying back Tuesday(today) but was afraid the stations may be out by then. Thing is, his wife, who's been through all the regional storms since 'Camille' is home. Apparently, she was so hysterical due to something on one of her conspiracy/Trump is the Messiah/etc sites that she couldn't drive.
Honestly, I wouldn't have minded if either had called hrs before...like when WE were stocking up. So here I am with foot drop on one leg and a bumm knee on the other(= bad back) lugging fancy jerry cans to a station that doesn't have a line halfway up the block and then with an angry mob behind me try to figure out how to FILL these fancy cans.
Oh, and Chris forgot that he was going to get our generator worked on a few months ago so....
Grumpily,
Pat