When I stopped to fill the gas tank on my minivan the other day, the price was no bargain.
The gas gauge was so low that I had pulled in to the nearest station to my home -- the Lowes Foods gas station in Apex. It was 7 a.m., I was in a hurry and at $3.66 per gallon, I was just grateful to see the price was under $3.70.
I was already back in my car, tucking my debit card back into my purse when a man appeared outside my driver's side window.
It was the store manager, telling me he had just lowered the fuel price by two cents and wanted to refund me the difference.

The great thing about this modern age is that if you feel wronged -- if an airline breaks your guitar, say, and refuses to give you satisfaction -- you no longer have to shut up and take it. Indeed, you can