You've hit on a pet peeve of mine right there. Usual conversation when I walk in and hand over my card:
"Can I get a fill-up of 95/98 on pump x please"
"How much you want?"
"I want to fill up please"
"How much you want?"
"I don't know, until I fill it up"
"How much you want? $60?"
"I want to fill it up, please"
"You needa pay first"
"I've given you my credit card. Is that not enough for you to unlock the pump so I can fill up?"
"No you needa pay first. How much you want?"
*Goes to another gas station*
very well put, joe.![]()
ill pounce on the pump for every-day cars, but not for classics and bikes. until i get told to fill, the pump stays hung up.
the girl and guy i work with [the girl only on sundays, and the guy every weeknight] both need some furthur training.
the girl is my age [22] and has no clue. the guy is 38 [i think] and is the same.
hed rather have a smoke or read a paper than serve customers, and shed rather look busy while doing nothing.
they both wear pants that end up somewhere near the knee when they bend over [ick and ick] and she snaps at customers who ask her questions [she got shot in the head, and has a fake eye and droopy eyelid as a result. naturally, she gets questions and is really bitchy in response.
we switch to prepay at 6pm... its as much a hassle for the staff as it is for the customer. unfortunatly, we dont get a say in the matter.
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