Honestly. So I'm in line to get the li'l 43 mpg rollerskate inspected, kneeling on the tarmac doing some last minute work on my taillight, and the guy in the line next to me is driving an SUV right? And the engine is running.
Let me paint this scene for you. A splendid North Carolina morning, 65 degrees, sun shining, a little breeze, birdies and flowering trees all over the place. It takes about ten minutes to move forward a space in the line. And this guy not only has the engine running, but he's got a ten-year-old boy sitting in the car next to him. Neither of them can think of anything better to do than sit there burning gas and sending up emissions fumes.
After about twenty minutes one of the guys in the garage comes out and tells him to turn the engine off. On the grounds that the engine needs to be cold.
I see a lot of signs of a paradigm shift lately. Lotta mopeds, lotta bikes, lotta shank's mare, and yesterday for the first time I actually saw a car dealership with signs on the cars advertising good mileage. ("LOOK! 31MPG!!!! Save Save Save!!!")
But some people are never going to get it. It seems like one more way in which some of us are changing and others aren't and we're gettin' further and further apart.
Oh well. Got a gas guzzling horror story?