Since I've been working at home and not travelling much lately, today was the first time I'd bought gas in several weeks. It was…uh, a bit of a jolt. When it came time to pay, I was tempted to say to the attendant, "How about if you just keep the car and we'll call it even?"
I paid $3.29.9 a gallon and you know the part that really bothered me? That ".9" bothered me. Who do they think they're kidding? When gas was 29.9, that trick made it feel like you weren't paying thirty cents a gallon. Now, no one even bothers to look that far past the first decimal point.
But I paid it. A few blocks away, I passed a station selling gas for $3.39.9 and I felt a little better about it. Next time I fill up, I'll probably be happy to pay that.
I can't recall another time when America was getting screwed so openly and totally, and everyone agreed we were getting screwed. And all we did was just bitch about it a little.