As I pulled into the office parking lot this morning (shortly before 8:00 a.m.) Aretha shuffled up on the iPod (“R-E-S-P-E-C-T”) so I cranked the volume. Which is why I didn’t hear the 4Runner beeping a reminder that the engine was still running. When I returned from lunch (1:00 p.m.) the guys in IT were looking out the window at the parking lot, wondering what dumb-ass had left their car running. A quick search for my keys revealed that dumb-ass was moi. Six hours @ $2.80 a gallon = Oh shit!