10/21/2026
Five dollars on the pump.
Before anybody opens their mouth about budgeting, do me a favor. Take a good look at that.
You don’t know whether that’s somebody trying to get to work, pick up their kids, or make it home until payday. You don’t know what they had to leave on the grocery shelf to put those five dollars in the tank.
And frankly, they shouldn’t have to explain themselves.
People are working full time. Cooking at home. Staying in. Wearing the same clothes. Putting things back at the register. Doing everything they were told would help them get ahead.
And somehow, there’s always another hand out.
The landlord wants his money. The electric company wants its money. The insurance company wants more than it wanted last year.
Everybody gets their cut. The person doing all the working? They get whatever’s left.
Then somebody has the nerve to say, “You gotta make better choices.”
What choice, exactly? Gas or groceries? Pay the electric bill or replace the tire you’ve been praying over for three months?
Let me tell you something. Being able to pay your bills, feed your family, take your kids somewhere once in a while, and keep a little money in the bank should not be some exclusive arrangement you need connections to get into.
People aren’t asking for a yacht. They’re asking for a little breathing room.
A full week’s work ought to get you further than figuring out how to survive the next one.
So no, I’m not posting this pump to laugh at whoever put five dollars in it.
I’m posting it because somebody is trying to make those five dollars get them where they need to go.
And a whole lot of people looking at this know exactly how that feels.