Free Air

I despise the fact that gas stations are trying to charge people for air now.

That's right. Air costs ... if you don't read the fine print. I went to put air in one of the tires on my car. I pulled up, got out, and hit the power button on the air machine.

Nothing.

I hit it again, only this time I watched to make sure I had hit it properly.

Nothing.

Then I notice the change slots. A DOLLAR for air? WTH? Seriously?

No, seriously, what the HELL? I am not paying for AIR for my tires. That is ridiculous. As I was turning away to get back into my car, I noticed the fine print at the bottom. This was VERY fine print.

"Complimentary air is available. Please ask the attendant inside."

JFC. Now, in -40something weather, if I need air in my tire, I cannot simply haul my butt out of my car and incur frostbite. No, now I either have to pay between fifty cents and a dollar to turn on the machine myself, or run through the bitter cold to the inside of the store and ask the attendant to turn the air on, which they do ... in their own sweet time.

My favourite was a couple of weekends ago, when the girls and I were heading to Moose Jaw to visit Dad. I needed to put air in the tire, and when I got back outside after asking the attendant to turn on the air, I found some old man using my air. MY AIR! I drove off in disgust, and now I refuse to frequent these stations that try to rip me off. They can sit on their air hoses and spin for all I care.