weird world of coincidences
In today’s Newsday there was a news brief:
Fuel frenzy
Drivers made a rush for cheap gas after an employee closing Trig’s Minocqua Shell in Minocqua, Wis., for the night entered the price as 32.9 cents a gallon instead of $3.299 Monday. He left about 10 p.m., but drivers could still use credit cards to buy gas. Forty-two people bought 586 gallons in an hour and 45 minutes before the store manager pushed the emergency stop.
What makes this remarkable isn’t the fuel prices. But that I’ve been to that gas station. Many times. It’s in the tiny little town in northern Wisconsin where my grandparents lived for 20 years. The place where I spent my summer vacations as a child. It also happens to be the town where my 9th grade English teacher’s parents live – a fact we discovered on fateful morning at Pamida when her glasses had broken the same day as my mother’s.
Such a strange and lucky place!