This might come as a shock to my mother (she thinks she knows everything about me), but I don’t pay attention to how much I pay at the gas pump. Here’s my thought… if I pay attention, I’ll know how much I’m getting raked over the coals. I claim ignorance and, they say, ignorance is bliss. Blissful indeed until I figured it out today.
At Costco in Woodinville today (the sheriff was in line and I selectively chose a lane far away… you know, just in case), the lanes for the driver side pumps were a mile long (it felt like it was, but we all know Costco’s parking lot isn’t THAT big) so I bellied up to a passenger side pump that had a max of three cars waiting (I also say “belly up to the bar” and I don’t even drink alcohol, or serve alcohol, for that matter, but I still say it and I won’t stop, in case you’re wondering), figuring that I can pull the line across the back to the driver side where my tank is.
As a side note to this little story: the picture of the gas pump on your dash does NOT necessarily tell you which side your tank is on, contrary to this little legend (but wouldn’t that make sense and why DON’T the auto manufacturers make it so, sheesh, I’m tired of cranking my head out the window to see which side mine is on — no, I don’t have a good enough memory to just know without looking sometimes).
As ANOTHER side note, this story isn’t about which side of the car my tank is on.
Back to the original point of this post.
I paid $3.53 at Costco and drove by a Chevron a couple miles away that listed the same grade of gas for $3.75… that’s 22 cents a GALLON! At that rate for 20 gallons I saved $4.40 today and spent it on a Kid’s Meal Crisp Chicken Burrito Meal at Taco Time to celebrate (psst, I didn’t have a kid with me)!
As another side note… the new BBQ Chipotle Chicken Burrito at TT is tasty but waaaayy too messy for any normal person to put up with.
{EDIT… yeah, it’s $3.53 and $3.75, respectively, and I’ve made the change; see, I don’t pay attention to gas prices! LOL}