When I called work to say I would probably be late for waiting in a gas line, the boss allowed me to work from home. It took two hours to get gas. After twenty minutes at the first station, the line of cars I was following was barricaded. Further, the lines had formed upon seeing the fuel trucks, but nobody was buying gas. I drove from Asheville to Weaverville. Right before I would have become one of those abandoned cars at the roadside, I spotted a ridiculously long line at a green light. I wasn’t sure I found a gas line because this stream of cars was moving. Unlike other gas lines, the Shell station’s on Monticello Road had a very good system. Two employees directed traffic. Each took one lane of the road. They queued people up according to which side of the car had the gas tank. People were spending on average about a minute at the pump and getting out. I went about the rest of my day with delight after seeing such an efficient example of intelligence and order in action.