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First World Problems

The woman checking us out at the supermarket asked how we were doing, and we said “OK.  How are you?” From the first bag of kale to the last jar of almond butter, she told us her post-hurricane woes.

She’d had flooding in her apartment, poor thing. And no power, that’s a shame. And she was cold, we’re so sorry. And her neighborhood was under curfew because of the looters, oh my! And this whole gas-shortage thing has me going crazy, of course we can relate. everystockphoto_136203_m

Encouraged by our sympathy, she went way too far. “I mean, no one has premium, and my manual says, never, ever put regular gas in the car unless it’s a dire emergency, you know? It’s a brand new Mercedes and I don’t want it to get messed up.”

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