My Easter long weekend got of to a disastrous start. English: Ten-bay gas bar on interstate highway in northeastern United States. The pumps are full as Easter weekend travelers fuel up on their way home. (Photo credit: Wikipedia ) As is my normal behavior, I checked my fuel gauge on Thursday morning, as I headed in to the office. My reserve light was on, but the car 's trip computer showed I could still to 160 km on what was in the tank. I decided, that since it's the day before the Easter weekend , I could end up in heavy traffic and then my car consumes fuel at an alarming rate. So I pulled in to the filling station on my way to work. As I've done, every ten days for the past six and a half years, I asked for them to fill up with diesel. Being the optimizer I am, I put my card in my pocket and as the petrol pump attendant went through his spiel about checking water and oil, I took it out of the shirt pocket. I then realized I took the credit card and not t...