I stopped at the gas station the other day because one of my car’s tires looked a bit low. They charge us for air here on the Isle of Long. When I was a young man, it was free. They also used to check the oil and wash the windshield for free but times change. I had my two quarters ready to drop into the machine, but then noticed that the price had gone up to a dollar. So I figured I’d ask the man in the bulletproof glass booth why the price was now double what it had been on my last visit.
“What’s the deal with the air compressor?” I said. “Why did the price double?”