Why I Hate Gas Panics
I can take the hit to the wallet. I don't go driving around all that much: into town twice a week, usually, and maybe an additional trip when we have stuff to go to the printer or a vet trip. Aileen and I both have salaries, we've basically accumulated enough stuff to entertain us for the rest of our lives plus, the money's not that bad an issue.
But because everyone ran around in a panic and drank the pumps dry last week (with things only getting better on Sunday), I missed a friend's wedding.
All you SUV-drivin' retirees who've started infesting these mountains like woodlice, who ran around Wednesday topping off your tanks because heavens to Betsy supplies might be low for a week - thanks. Thanks a heap.
But because everyone ran around in a panic and drank the pumps dry last week (with things only getting better on Sunday), I missed a friend's wedding.
All you SUV-drivin' retirees who've started infesting these mountains like woodlice, who ran around Wednesday topping off your tanks because heavens to Betsy supplies might be low for a week - thanks. Thanks a heap.