By A.L. Childers – Journalist, Storyteller, Gas Receipt Avenger It started like any other afternoon. I was low on gas, short on time, and already teetering between “responsible adult” and “if one more thing goes wrong today, I swear…” So, I pulled into a place I’d visited before — the Shell station in Belmont, NC, off Wilkinson Blvd near the old Bi-Lo (RIP). I mean, how bad could it be? The…