If you thought $2.50 a gallon was shocking...

From a phone call earlier this weekend.

Debi: Hey, you called?
Me: Do you want to hear about my totally blonde moment?
D: Sure.
M: So I just pulled up to put gas in my car, and you know how some of the gas stations are requiring a zip code for a credit card?...I completely blanked. I tried two different numbers and neither of them worked.
D: You called me to ask me your zip code?
M: You know, I really did. And then as soon as I hit the "call" button I realized--IT'S ON MY DRIVER'S LICENSE.
M: I'm gonna be one of those girls who gets her own name tattooed on her body.