(Just a side note - the minute I started writing this, Moose immediately splayed himself in front of the keyboard like Miss March, demanding my undivided attention. I don't know how he knows when it's time to be a pain, but he nails the mark, every single time.)
We had to go face my doctor today (somedays, it feels like I've been called over to the principal's office), and driving along the route, I noticed something really odd. At the NW corner of 101st and Sandy, there's a Shell gas station that had unleaded for $2.65 a gallon. At the NE corner of that same intersection, there's a Leather's (local gas company) that's $2.21 a gallon. Ok, I know you're willing to pay a little for the name, but seriously... .44 cents a gallon? Even odder, there's another Shell station not half a block down the road that's $2.69 a gallon - and they had people waiting in line.
It's not just the Leather's either - there was an Arco along the way that was just across the street from a 76 station - again, we're talking $2.23 vs 2.55. Admittedly, Arco is kind of the Pabst Blue Ribbon of gas stations (don't even get me started on Astro - that's the Hamms of gas stations), but still, if we're talking over $4 per fill-up, I might be willing to go ahead and lower my car's intestinal expectations (except that we always fill up at CostCo, where it's generally around $2.20 anyway). But I just don't get the thinking here. Why on earth would you pay that extra $4 a fill-up? Oh, well...
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