Pump Rage
Thoughts of violence at the pump By Kelvin Wade | | May 29, 2008 15:53 When I pull into a gas station and see those prices that all start with fours, it's a horrible feeling. I don't want to put too much on it but taking those few steps to the pump, I feel like I know how condemned prisoners feel taking their final steps. The machine seems to open its slit of a mouth wide for my debit card, hungrily devouring the digits. Sliding the pump into my gas tank receptacle, I feel like the other end of the hose might as well be connected directly to my wallet. I squeeze the handle and the numbers start rotating. It's like the total opposite feeling of seeing fruit symbols rotate on a slot machine. With the slot machine, while it's rotating you're hoping and wishing that when it stops, they match and you walk away with a big pile of the casino's cash. With the gas pump, you just want it to stop so you can still walk away with some of your cash. As the ...