who cares i have to lean my bike up agains't the pump when i go and pay!
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who cares i have to lean my bike up agains't the pump when i go and pay!
MFSC lives on!
I feel the need to fess on this one.
Maybe I need a life or something, but I have to admit to getting a bit of a chuckle from walking in, helmet on, visor up, hand over my cash-card, do all the button-pushing and, before the transaction comes up as 'accepted', simply walk away.
I did that once, recently, at a lunch-bar in Whenuapai, then sat down at one of their outside tables to eat, helmet off, of course.
Next minute this Asian chick rushes out, looks up and down the street, her eye pass right past me. Then she dives back inside, has a loud Asian discussion with the boss and races outside again. Finally, having scoured the horizon the the fleeing malefactor she looks at me and, tremulously asked, 'Did you buy food?'
'Yup.'
Frown. 'Di you use a cash car?'
'Yup.'
I'm in full leathers and look like someone you'd want to photo to sell as pinups to scare the kids away at Halloween. And on the table is my helmet.
The Asian kid has watched to many bad-arsed-biker news programmes. I could almost smell the fear.
'I...I thing, Zir, you cash car din were!'
We solved the prob. All this over $5-75. Apparently, I'd failed to press 'enter'.
It's a big cultural difference, eh? For $5-75 I'd have just thought" what the hell". But in Asian society, the loss of such a sum is, apparently, near Titanic in proportion.
I also have to fess to having fun walking into Indian-owned dairies, helmet on, visor up, and asking for a discount.
I mean, walking dressed in a suit and asking an Indian dairy-owner for a discount is tantamount to swearing at the Queen. But to do so in a helmet?
Hmmm. Perhaps, in the light of recent events, this might not be a good look in future. Just imagine.....
Rahjid Singh freaks out and smashes innocent motorbycilist over the helmet with a baseball bat. Innocent motorbyclist insists Rahjid pay for a new helmet....and asks him to work on his customer-service.
Only 'Now' exists in reality.
If the oil companies 0800 numbers were answered by someone that could actually speak English I might do that.
As it is I'll spend my dollars where I get service & let everyone that might actually give a shit know where I have received bad service.
So far we have :
Shell Northcross
BP Whakatane
Mobil Quay St
They are but the tip of the iceberg when it comes to lousy service from the oil companies.
Gull Takanini is SHITE. Crap service from crap people with crap prepay.
I usually remove the number plate and keep the helmet on when I rob petrol stations. I often find it a bit of a fumble to get the gun in and out of my jacket when holding the place up for cash though
If I intend to pay I do it in reverse, remove the helmet and keep the number plate on. There are a lot of people trying to intimidate others in NZ these days - if I feel intimidated I tend to lash out violently - people tend not to try to intimidate me so much after that.
Can anyone spot the irony in this post?
Anyone had this problem at Pak'n'Save?![]()
In space, no one can smell your fart.
Down here we dont have prepay pumps, can walk into any servo with helmet on and the drongos behind the counter couldnt care less. Weather its buying fuel, smokes, chocolate 9/10 i recieve good manners. Maybe its just the north island where all the problems are?
If Wile. E. Coyote could afford all that ACME crap, why didnt he just buy dinnner?
Its not that hard to take it off and save the pimply teenager behind the counter weting his pants, after staying up late watching Star Wars on his little tv ever so quietly so his parents dont hear him still up, thinking that you are Darth Vadar come to tell him to stop wanking into the gym socks under his bed!
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