Chicken Soup for the my-pocket-hurts-from-this-economic-crisis person's soul

Hallelujah! Gas prices are going back down! From nearly $4.00 a month ago, we're seeing an almost daily decrease in gas prices at our local gas stations. After clicking my heels and filling up the tanker at this station, my friends told me that at Sam's Club the price is $2.15 a gallon! Dang!


As a side story, I was wearing my boots today with a skirt and a long coat (read: hot, dang hot.), and I stopped at this very gas station to tank up. Since I have been commuting back and forth from Chapel Hill to Durham these days, I decided to listen to Barack's and my boyfriend's good advice and put air in my tires. I reversed through the entire parking lot (read: smooth, dang smooth.) over to the air pump, and proceeded to act like I knew what I was doing by taking the little black caps off of the little doo-hickeys sticking out of the tire.

As I put in my $.75 for air, I noticed that two men walking by on the sidewalk had seen that a white lady in boots and a skirt was in a neighborhood with very few white people, putting her own air into her tires. One nudged the other, pointed at me, and laughed. Internally I laughed along with them, but my inner feminist voice kept up the mantra, "Straight face... Fake it 'til you make it. Fake it 'til you make it". Oh, and did I ever. It took me until about 10 seconds short of my 3 minute air time limit to realize that the first 2 minutes and 50 seconds had been a complete waste of money because you actually have to squeeze the handle for air to come out of the hose, but with a perfect poker face, I dropped another $.75 into the machine, and we were rockin' and rollin'...