At least the CTA doesn't actively humiliate you
So, it's pretty bad when you pull into the gas station, get out of your car and realize that you've stopped on the wrong side because your gas tank is actually on the other side of the car.
But it's really bad when, having done that once, you turn around to go to another tank and you get out of the car to find that you've done it again.
And things do get continually worse when, having pulled up to a third gas tank -- finally on the correct side -- you have to search for the little lever-thing inside the car to open the gas tank.
But you don't really fall any lower than finally driving off from this exercise in gas station humiliation, getting a few blocks away and having someone pull up next to you to tell you that you've left the gas tank open.
OK, maybe it's a little worse if one of your interview subjects is in the car with you to witness it.
And his publicist.
Excuses: It's a new car, people. It was the first time I was filling the tank. We don't have self-serve gas where I grew up.
Comments
Sorry to keep harping on this, Ms. Pickett, but I find it really amusing how you take every chance you get to criticize the "super-smug, extra-entitled lifestyle" you associate with -- inexplicably -- Lincoln Park stay-at-home moms. Yet you, Ms. Pickett, are the epitome of someone who is super-smug about her extra-entitled lifestyle. Someone who grew up where there was no self-serve gas. Someone who belongs to the East Bank Club. Someone who went to a NON "crummy state school for college" but instead went to an Ivy League school where, obviously, you took Wine Pronunciation 101 and a course entitled How to Feel Superior to People from the Midwest.
PICKETT replies: Just as a point of reference, there's no self serve gas IN NEW JERSEY, a state that has never before been accused of cultural elitism.
Posted by: Chris | January 12, 2006 10:15 AM
What you fail to mention in your reply to the previous comment, however, is that it is (here come all caps!) AGAINST THE LAW TO PUMP YOUR OWN GAS IN NEW JERSEY. Ah, but for the opportunity to breathe in the cleaner, rarified air of codified privilege.... At least you don't have a personal driver...yet.
PICKETT replies: It's difficult to imagine having a personal driver for my used Toyota hatchback. But I will get to work on designing an appropriate uniform (jaunty hat, naturally) just in case.
Posted by: Brent | January 12, 2006 11:04 AM