Dear Pay At The Pump Gas Station
Newsflash: Gas is now $4.00 a gallon. Limiting my purchase at the pump to $50 is hardly helpful. In fact, it’s down right mean. Either raise the maximum allowed purchase to something reasonable, like $100, or don’t offer the service at all!
I realize you do this in an attempt to reduce the possible risk of loss, so I have a suggestion. Cut the price of Gas in half. The less something costs, the less likely you are to suffer a significant loss due to theft. It’s true, I read it on Wikipedia.
Seriously. The cost of gas is driving me crazy. I drive a mom-mobile. A mini-van. It should not cost $109 to fill up my van when I am sucking fumes, but it does. I think the price of gas really started to bother me once we moved into this house. It’s further from the office than the old house (which I <3′d) - and further from the school, which I drive Jerrett to every morning. What used to take me 15 minutes (don’t even get me started on the office move last Oct, which tripled my commute) now takes me more than 40 minutes. Plus, because I live so ‘nestled in suburbia’ - it’s just easier to take surface streets, rather than going down to get on the freeway.
Anyway - enough of that. I know we’re all being hit pretty hard with the rising costs of everything…
In other news: things are going pretty ok here. We’re finally getting stuff unpacked, no thanks to me. I’m irritated about the barky barky ankle bitting muts that live over the wall from us. They start their crap about 5:05 EVERY AM - even on weekends - and it’s just freaking annoying. These types of things should be required to be disclosed when house hunting. Seriously. Had I known, it mighta been a deal breaker. No lie.
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