This past March, after several attempts, I finally received my driver’s license and got to participate in America’s pastime. And I don’t mean baseball. I’m talking about griping about the rising price of gas.
Most of us can remember when gas was under a dollar. And I recall that after the Hurricane Katrina disaster, prices rose to over three dollars. It didn’t seem like that much to me back then, just a couple dollars here and there.
Daniella Choynowwski,
Columnist
This past March, after several attempts, I finally received my driver’s license and got to participate in America’s pastime. And I don’t mean baseball. I’m talking about griping about the rising price of gas.
Most of us can remember when gas was under a dollar. And I recall that after the Hurricane Katrina disaster, prices rose to over three dollars. It didn’t seem like that much to me back then, just a couple dollars here and there.
Flash forward three years. The “cheap” gas station is often farther away and not worth the three cents’ worth of savings. Long gone are the days when you can just “go out and drive around” with your friends, unless you feel like being out 20 bucks. After I graduated from high school, my family moved a couple years ago, so my life is still more or less on the opposite side of the county. My sister still works near our old house. Over a third of her summer income has gone to paying for gas.
I work with people who work just so they can afford the gas money to get home, which kind of defeats the purpose of working all together. Some take the bus to try and save money. But what happens when they have to stay later and miss the last bus?
I admit, I was sick of hearing the sob stories. Airlines charging seven dollars for pillows and headphones doesn’t seem like the huge shocker that the media is painting it out to be.
So you may be wondering what the point of all this is supposed to be? Recently, my mother’s credit card number was stolen. Unfortunate, yes, but hardly shocking.
Most of us know at least one person who has been the victim of identity theft. What was shocking to me was the identity of the thief himself.
The man was a trucker. Some may just read this and think the man is just dishonest or lazy. But for some reason, I feel bad for him. I don’t think he is a bad man. For some reason, I keeep wondering whether this “gas crisis” become so severe that a man cannot afford to complete his job without resorting to stealing?
A couple of weeks ago, there was a story on the news about a man who was killed over an iPod. How long until the same happens over gas?