You knew that there was no way I could avoid talking about the protests in Madison, but I was kinda waiting until it reached a resolution so that I could crow about my side's victory and stomp on the losers.
Driving to work this morning, I see numerous gas stations with pricing for unleaded gas as high as $3.399/gallon, until I get to one of my new favorite places, Jetz on Hwy 100 & Forest Home, which had posted a cash price of $3.259/gallon. Though I didn't need gas, per se, I did have money in my pocket and decided to pull in. Musings are below, in the order of occurence...
- Jetz has a rewards program (like Speedway, but different) in which you swipe your tag after paying. (Side note; My favorite reward is a free carwash with a 30 gallon purchase in a month. I get that one every month). But one thing I don't like about the program is that each pump has a speaker attached that is a constant advertisement while you are pumping gas. Today, that speaker was either not working or had the volume turned down. "This", said I, "will be a good day".
- As I am pumping, next to me a van pulls up, the driver gets out with the van running, and starts to pump gas. Besides the fact that fueling into a running vehicle is a no-no, I've now got this 20-year old Ford Econoline rattling and shaking and belching out some gawdawful fumes (and making a whole lot of noise.) I am thinking the driver left it running because it might not start up again. But it made me wonder - why does every Econoline last about 40 years, but only run well the first two? Have you ever seen one that idles well?
- Another Jetz special is a 20 oz coffee and a sweet roll for $1.59 with a rewards tag. I treat myself to this once (or twice, if I need gas during the week). They also offer a cinnamon roll to all guests before 8:30 AM. Because of the cinnamon roll offering, I try to get a croissant for my coffee, but on this day, they are out (again). I grab a free cinnamon roll and also a donut with my hazelnut coffee. But they really need to order more croissants on Fridays.
- I am now in line to pay for my gas-n-grub, and both tellers are working with customers cashing and buying lottery tickets... and it may as well have been the same customer in each line. They each have a stack of tickets for the cashier to check, each wins a few bucks (between $10 and $20), each make some stupid comment about "finally being a winner", then each are standing over the scratch-off display picking one of these, one of these, and one of these... and each have to dig back into their pockets because their spree went beyond their winnings.
- My purchases came to $25.58... and I had exact change! Yowza!
- On my way out, I see four or five people in line at the Subway restaurant inside the building. I know Subway has been open before 7:00 AM for a year or so, but I've never seen so many people in line. I guess the $5 footlongs are timeless.
- Back in my car, I look at the gas gauge and it occurs to me... I just spent my bowling league money for the night. Good thing that little blue card in my wallet has an unlimited supply of funds (as long as I beat My-Sugar-Na to it).
- It's Friday (Good!)
- I am on my way to work (Bad!)