Okay, this "gas shortage" thing is insane. Most stations are out, the ones that have fuel have lines three cars deep. The most ridiculous part? There isn't a gas shortage! But when everyone in Dallas decides they need gas on the same day, we run out. It's putting my OCD-ness to the test - I usually panic when I have a quarter of a tank left. (I currently have a little under half a tank, but by the time I get home I should have a quarter of a tank.) I woke up at 2am wondering if I should go get gas and beat the rush, but also wondered if I would get shot. And it's just not worth it. Thankfully going out of town tomorrow, and maybe by Monday the panic will be over? Otherwise I guess I'll be working from home indefinitely.
#calmtheEFFdown
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