Fool Me Once, Shame On You; Fool Me Twice, Shame On Me; Fool Me Three Times And There’s Gonna Be Trouble
You’d think that after the second or third try it would finally sink in that the fuel cap is on the wrong side of the car. I don’t know what sort of depraved, warped, perverse human would put the fuel cap on the left hand side of the car. I can easily see how the confusion arose in the first place. She looked like she was going through the Kübler-Ross model of grief every time she stepped out of the car.
This reminds me of a game I used to play with my friends: Is It Wrong Or European? There are many variations of the game, and I really wouldn’t talk about them in mixed company, but you get the idea. Now, the casual viewer at home has probably noticed that the video is indeed taking place in Europe, so that explains everything. Or does it? I would venture that it’s not only European, which is bad enough, it’s frightfully, dreadfully, horrifyingly wrong. They live in a country that’s been driving on the wrong side of the road for so long they put the driver’s seat on the wrong side to try and compensate, but that only made things worse.
They’re too far gone at this point; I don’t think they could right themselves if they tried. It’s as habitual as breathing for them, so there’s nothing we can do to save them. Our only option is nuke it from orbit — it’s the only way to be sure that it doesn’t spread to sensible countries.