Today I drove down to West Bend to help my sister-in-law’s boyfriend move his stuff into their apartment. When I got to Oshkosh, I remembered that one of my tires was very low on air pressure, so I decided to fill it. I ended up going to SIX different gas stations looking for air.

I went to a Shell station first, which had a broken pump. I then went to a BP nearby and discovered some guy was unloading a truckload of tires and checking the air in each. I didn’t want to wait for him. I got back on the highway and took the next exit. I went to some Open Pantry first – no air. Then I went to a Mobil station nearby. They had air, but it was $0.50 for 5 minutes. I had 55 cents with me – one quarter and three dimes. I inserted the quarter then the dimes. The dimes kept falling out. At that point I noticed it only took quarters, and there was no coin return, so I lost my original quarter and also still could not get air. WHO CHARGES FOR AIR ANYWAY?

I finally gave up since I was sick of hunting and my wife was getting increasingly annoyed at me being off schedule. When I got to Fond Du Lac, I decided to give it another shot. I took the first exit that looked like it might have gas stations. I found another Mobile – no air. I then drove to my 6th gas station, a Kwik Trip, and they had a free, working compressor. Yay!

Conveniently, I discovered that my tire pressure gage has gone missing from my vehicle, but the tire was obviously quite low, so I just filled it up to where it “looked good” and figured I would do it right later.

On the bright side, moving the belongings went smoothly, and they treated me to a Prime Rib Ranchero at Quiznos. It was absolutely delicious (though very spicey and expensive).