Is it just me?

So, I'm at the gas station Wednesday after work buying gas.

As you know, gas is more than $3-something a gallon everywhere.

I'm in line behind this woman who apparently has her priorities straight, and I'm annoyed.

She is talking to the guy with her, telling him how the tank is empty.

The woman tells the cashier, "Five in gas and a pack of Newports."

Come again?

The clerk asks her if she's sure, she says, "Yeah," and turns to her friend to tell him how badly she needs the Newports.

So, she put a whopping $5 in the tank, and paid almost $5 for a pack of smokes.

Maybe she doesn't have to worry about driving to work.

Or running errands. . . or driving anywhere at all. . .

Maybe it's just me.