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Here is my story from the "Junkyard-Guy" on Marthas Vineyard when I was working an excavator/backhoe and driving the 10-wheel dumptruck during the summer of 98.
My boss/buddy, John, was looking for a new dumptruck. He wasn't sure whether to get a gas or a diesel one. One day we are at the junkyard for some odd reason and this big scruffy, deep voiced guy who was torching angle iron in the hot summer sun stops what he's doing and John chats with him. Sometime during the conversation, he asks him about what kind of engine he should get for the truck, "Now, what do you think?, should I get a diesel or a gas dumptruck?" and the junkyard guy goes over the realities of the island, how it is roughly 30 square miles and that with all the turning on and turning off of the engine, that a gas engine would be the more economical choice due to all the expanding and contracting that a diesel would go through and all, and this was when gas was a whole $1.50 a gallon and was about $1.90 at the marinas on the Vineyard, but at the time was still considered pretty high. So John says, "But the price of gas is so much more than diesel." and the Junkyard Guy says, "Let me tell you something John . . . ", and in his deepest voice continued, " . . . I don't give a f--K how much gas costs cause I ain't walkin!"
Nuff said.
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