9:34am: A woman in a Ford Edge SUV pulls in for a fill up. Came out to $33.
“My needle didn’t go up at all! I don’t think you put gas in!”
“I can assure you that I did. I’ve seen it happen before with the electronic fuel gauges. Wait up to 10 minutes. You’ll see.”
“Well, I’m not sure if I sure pay for this gas.”
“Oh trust me, you got your fuel. And you can not leave without paying me.”
Reluctantly, she hands me the cash.
“I’m going to be back if I don’t see that needle move!”
9:40am: She returns to the station and parks near the same pump. She was all ready to accuse me of pumping her $33 worth of air.
I was dispensing propane at the time and signaled her to wait one moment.
One minute later, I see her nod, and take off.
I was close. It took 7 minutes for that electronic needle to move.
Rajeev 1. Customer 0.
Rajeev’s Reassurance Level To Never Buy an American Brand SUV? +500.
Tuesday May 27, 2014:
Earlier today, a guy drives right up to my office door and calls me out.
“Yo, what side is my tank on?”
In spite of my very precious answer, he wrongly pulls up to the pump.
“I said driver’s side man.”
“Oh yeah right.”
He finally gets it.
Yet ANOTHER example of the affects of marijuana and driving.
And while this particular incident was comical and harmless, I have seen worse.
Not everyone can successfully drive high. Once it becomes legal in the great state of New Jersey, it should be accompanied by comparable DUI laws as alcohol….
Monday May 26, 2014:
So, as you might have guessed, propane filling is what’s been keeping me busy all morning.
Customer comes in with his tank. It’s pretty heavy already. I hook it up and dispense fuel.
“What? Really? That’s it?”
“Yeah. Your tank was pretty full. Just a little over a gallon went in. And we charge by the gallon here.”
“Wow, most places would have charged me full price, especially if it’s tank swapping.”
“Yeah, well we like to keep it clean and straight up here.”
Customer hands me a $10 bill and says “Keep 5 for yourself. That’s for being honest.”
I love when my faith in humanity gets restored….
Tuesday May 20, 2014:
If Dave, Singh, or I wind up in the hospital, it will be because of degenerate pieces of shit like this.
At no point is it justifiable to cut through a gas station at such high speeds. In fact, it was much faster than the video makes it out to be.
And ‘this’ is why Worker’s Comp premiums are so fucken high for gas stations.
Tuesday May 20, 2014:
There’s a fine line between safety stock and finances. It’s a balancing act really.
Sometimes, you have to take a risk based on market conditions, lead times, and your current working capital. Sometimes, it works in your favor, sometimes it does not. Today is one of those days where I’m falling short.
We oversold on Diesel yesterday and I won’t be getting a delivery until tomorrow morning. I’ve already had to turn away 4 of my regulars.
But, I am happy to report that NONE of them pulled into Citgo. And while they will certainly fill up somewhere else today, they respect me as a business owner and avoided my direct competitor.
That makes me feel good. That makes me realize that I’m doing something right around here.
I’ll drink to that! Oh wait. It’s 8 o’clock in the morning….
Thursday May 15, 2014:
Let’s talk about the worst type of scumbag out there: “Child Molesters.”
Every single day, there is this convicted and registered sex offender who wanders all the parking lots looking for half smoked cigarettes and fallen change. This includes our Delta Gas Station.
Now 68, when he was 41 he did God knows what with a girl under the age of 12. Since his conviction, he has been arrested 23 other times for various charges. I’m not making this up. It’s all public record through the New Jersey state government web site.
I get so sick to my stomach whenever he meanders in here and circles our lot.
Why does our system allow for pieces of shit like this to even live?! And I bet he’s getting some sort of government assistance too.
I just don’t get it….
Tuesday May 13, 2014:
I’d like to clear up a very nasty rumor that has been going around.
It’s called “I’m in a hurry so I’m entitled to special treatment when I enter a retail establishment.”
A customer drives in hastily and asks for $10. “I’m in a hurry. I’m late for work.”
As his fill was near completion, 3 other cars pull in. I kick it up a notch and quickly set all of their pumps before finishing off with this one guy.
Just as I’m about to walk back to his car, he screams “I thought I told you I was in a hurry!”
Too tired to even think of something witty, I just ignored him. I restored the nozzle on the pump, took his 10 bucks, and wished him well.
So, the next time you walk into a grocery store, a department store, or a gas station, always remember one thing:
You’re not special. Fuck you and your impatience. Don’t yell at the clerk. Don’t sigh as if you were forced at gunpoint to enter that place during its peak time.
And most importantly? Smile.
Have a nice day kids. Tootles!
So, I always scan the surveillance footage during the overnight to see if I see any suspicious activity. While on fast forward, I saw a car pull in while we were still closed. Pitch black. Hung out for a while. So, I threw it in slow motion to investigate.
Turns out that a cop pulled in just to use our windshield squeegee. Thought that was rather amusing.
And for those few moments, we were the safest closed gas station around. Hopefully he will do this more often….
A customer came in for a $10 fill and paid with this.
Now, I don’t mean to be a Debbie Downer or a Mr. Paranoid or anything, but I don’t know about all this. I think I might have been swindled….
Friday May 9, 2014:
I have a customer here who’s currently packing a bowl before leaving the pumps. Interesting.
Well? At least she’s being safe. Never pack and drive kids. It’s more dangerous than texting.
Puff puff drive, puff puff drive.
There were so many fucks that she just did not give. She had her bag of “Cheerios” on the dashboard. Bowl in her lap. Born free.
Breakfast. The most important meal of the day….
Thursday May 8, 2014:
A woman drives in for a fill up.
“Don’t top it off! I don’t want to give any more money to the greedy bastard who owns this place! Ripping us off with these prices!”
Now folks. If she had said “I don’t want to risk gas spilling over and onto my car,” then that would have been fine. At least that makes logical sense.
I suppose she missed the memo that states that we’re not just stealing 13 cents from her. She will in fact get 13 cents more of fuel if I round it up to the nearest dollar.
So, I responded “Yeah he’s something else, huh? Probably funny looking too.”
She gives me an odd look and drives off….
“Denial Can Endanger Lives.”
Let me first preface this post by saying that I am NOT poking fun at the elderly. On the contrary, I’m sharing this story to create awareness. To get us all off of our feet and proactively improve the situation.
An older gentleman, probably in his late 60s/early 70s pulls into the station.
The orange circle is where his gas tank was. The yellow circle is obviously the pump. And this photo doesn’t even do it justice. He was much further away than it looks.
“I’m good here right?”
My heart sank.
“No Sir. Please move up a little bit.”
Very hesitantly he turned his car back on and inched forward.
*We all know folks getting up in age. It is our responsibility to help them put the keys down. I can only imagine it to be the biggest shot to the ego ever. However, certain drivers are putting themselves and others at risk.
Lend a helping hand. Rearrange your schedule so you can take someone to the grocery store, the bank, the park, etc. We all still need to get from Point A to Point B. So, we have to work together to make it all happen.
It’s the least we can do….
I know this is tough to see, but if I didn’t provide the screen cap you guys wouldn’t believe me.
At 6:36am, a woman came walking up the street carrying a huge ‘laptop’ with headphones plugged in bopping her head to some tunes. Happily bugging out.
This could quite possibly be the coolest thing I have ever seen here. And as you know, I’ve witnessed some serious shit.
iPod? Cell phone? Psssht. That’s for amateurs. This is dedication to the nth degree….
Thursday May 1, 2014:
“Hi. I’d like a #2 please.”
“Would you like fries with that?”
“I was just joking. You’re in a gas station Miss.”
“What? Oh my God. I’m so sorry. $10 regular please.”
We both start laughing hysterically.
Fries at 7:45am? Sure why not!