While we are on the subject...
Not long ago, I bought a used stereo receiver in a pawn shop.
I said, "Did you say, jostled it?" To my surprise, I also had a lisp. (You try it...jostled, out loud...now imagine saying it in a heated argument.)
He said, "Yes you might have jostled it taking it to your house."
(When he sold it to me, it still had the box with that rigid white foam and we put it in that box when I took it home.)
So I said, "Most of this stereo equipment travels 5000 miles from Japan being jostled the entire journey, so how can you possibly say I jostled it taking it home in the cab of my truck."
He was silent, his head and ears were still red but his lips were thin and white. I called on my magical powers, snapped my fingers, and gave him the Rocky Mountain Quick Steps.
The conclusion of this little story is a bit anti-climatic. That word, jostled... threw me off. It calmed me down.
So I said, "Your not going to give me my money back, are you?"
He said he was not allowed to do that. I looked around. He looked like the owner to me, and I thought to myself. "What are you going to do, fire yourself?"
So I said, "FINE! Thank you very much, you have a nice day."
I had to take it to an electronics repair shop.
That is all I have to say about that.
Last summer, Cari filled her unleaded car with diesel. I know what you are thinking. You can't do that, the nozzle is larger than the hole. (Unless you stand there and hold the nozzle manually for however long it takes to pump and top off 15 gallons of fuel.)