255. You avoid entering contests/raffles that have a grand prize of a non-hybrid car, for fear of winning it.
256. You seriously consider shouting out how much it's costing you to fill up after you finish filling up at those infrequent stops at the gas station. "Wow, $16 dollars to fill up! Gas prices are terrible!" Then figure that you're not likely to get away if you do.
257. You decide to do 256 anyway.
258. You see the non-hybrid version of your car, and consider rolling down the window to talk to them at a stoplight, about how great it is to have a vehicle that gets such great milage. Then loudly remind yourself that their vehicle isn't a hybrid, and apologize.
259. You smile when you see a traffic jam up ahead on the expressway.
260. You feel like a super efficient race car/action movie when you shift from D to L or vice versa.
261. If you accidently press the pedal too hard when starting from a stop, and the engine comes on, you're put out. Then decide since it's on, rather than continuing to accelerate slowly, you put the pedal down to get to speed and coast ASAP, since your engine is already on afterall.
262. You call when your engine goes off "Cloaking", and feel like it's some kind of warp or turbodrive comes on when your ICE comes on.
263. You can't stop from laughing at car commercials that advertise their milage. 25 MPG highway!
264. When you pass a car going even slower than you on an expressway, you smile to yourself, because your 65
MPH is still far more fuel efficient than them at 60
MPH.
265. You require all passengers to give you a manifest of what they're carrying, for weight purposes.
266. When making car noises, it isn't "VROOOOM", it's "Shhhh"
267. When playing a driving game, you wonder why the engine is on at low speeds/stops.
268. When playing a driving game, you wonder where the hybrid cars are hiding.
269. After realizing that all the cars in the driving game are ICE only, you decide what the heck, and drive fuel inefficiently there, because otherwise you never will.
270. If you want to iratate someone, you tell them your MPG.
271. You drive your family to places not because you want to go there, but to drive/work on your MPGs.