my gas company rocks

When I run into a little extra cash, after I buy new dog-snag-free jeans, I'm going to print up some t-shirts that say, "I love my gas company." No lie. I assure you that I am really in love with my gas company. They showed up on time this morning after a pleasant phone call and fixed our oven and furnace within a half-hour. They never fail to amaze me, and no, I am not a paid endorser.