When I left work this evening, I noticed that one of the tires on the Volvo was nearly flat (of course it was!), so I stopped at the Shell filling station at the corner of Union Ave. and Belvedere in Midtown to fill it up. It now costs 75¢ to buy air, in case you didn't know. 75¢. So I was filling up the leaky tire and afterwards noticed a sign on the pump declaring that kids under the age of 16 are welcome to free air and to simply see the clerk inside the station.
Free air! I'm not even sure what that means for me, but I've got four kids under 16 and they're all entitled to air at no cost. They have plenty of air now, and it's free, but they also have plenty of DVDs, which were all free as far as they know, yet they require more and more. Granted, The Quartet places value on items based on whether or not Daddy's money was spent, but they also enjoy pushing a lever and hearing a hissing noise, so their prospective level of excitement is up in the air. So to speak.
Free air from a major oil conglomerate, this is almost too much. I believe I need to think on this some more, right now I'm still giddy that there is something free for my children just down the road.