As you probably know by now — especially if you live in my general area — there was not much of a storm, certainly not the foot of snow that some people were calling for. That didn’t stop the craziness. Just a few days ago Darren mentioned getting ripped off at a gas station. Well it almost happened to me tonight. On the way home from work, I stopped to fill up at the place I normally do. He put $12.00 worth of gas in my car and put in a quart of oil. Now I’ll stop here and say that if New Jersey allowed people to pump their own gas, like the rest of the civilized world, we wouldn’t run into these problems. Anyway, he comes back with the credit card receipt for me to sign and it’s $16.00. I looked it over — it doesn’t break down between fuel and other items, so I asked how much the oil cost. He said $3.00. First of all, that’s pretty expensive for a quart of oil. Second of all, unless I’m horribly confused by modern mathematics, 12 plus 3 does not equal 16. I pointed this out to him and he handed me a one dollar bill, as if I got a prize for being the smartest in the class.