We seem to get a lot of free Tim Horton’s gift cards for one reason or another, so I will often stop in at a neighbourhood gas station that has a little Timmie’s inside, after dropping Mrs. That Dan Guy off at work on the (brutally early) weekend mornings.

There is a clerk inside though that always glares at each new arrival with utter and complete contempt, as they veer away from his cash register, and steer towards the coffee and doughnuts. You can almost hear his thoughts:

“Stupid North Americans, paying so much for coffee and muffins they could buy much cheaper in a grocery store”.

Well, my friend, that may be the case - but I’m also not willing to pay $7 for a tin of Red Bull at your over-priced gas station, nor shell out $27.95 for a small jug of windshield washer fluid.

We all have our own perceptions, I suppose.

Chow for now.

Oh yeah, almost forgot - PS: F you, Universe. F you, and the horse you rode in on.