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Originally Posted by Choopa Phil
"Fill er' up with 93 please" Attendant fills car with gas, I give the attendant money, and off I go.
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Yes, that's great for when I'm in the city. But start heading out of town on a trip and at some point you'll run into a self-serve joint that has a whole different system at the pump, and there you are standing out there scratching your nuts wondering why it can't be as simple as pumping the fucking gas and then going in and paying.
But no, some places make you go in and pay FIRST (and my thought is how do I know how much it will be?). Or you have to try and decipher some sort of digital readout and keypad setup that asks for voucher numbers and such. And once you do finally actually get to pump your gas and head on in to pay they hit you with their "deals".
But even in spite of all that I'd say Subway is the worst. I once placed my order by telling the girl the few things I didn't want on it, and exactly what type of bun and sauce I wanted. Simple, done and done, right? Wrong. She proceeded to ask me her usual 150 questions. I kept saying "no, just what I said... no this, no that, none of that, this type of bun and that type of sauce."
"Do you want---------?"
I wanted to shoot her.
A close second are those 15 minute oil change places. They make about 90% of their income from upsells apparently, and they of course have you held captive and at their mercy while you're in their bay, so while they change your oil the guy is asking you if you want umpteen different extra things --- new wiper blades, a new oil pan plug, oh you'll soon be needing new fucking spark plugs, want those?
Rad flush?
Power steering fluid??
I envisioned lobbing a grenade at the last one as I drove away.