I had a bad experience at a Wawa a couple of months ago and vowed never to go there again. I generally love Wawa above all other convenience stores, but this one pissed me off. Well, evidently my vows don’t mean crap outside of church, because tonight I found myself at the very same Wawa. This particular Wawa has the cheapest gas I’ve ever seen. Understandably, people line up to fill up at their tanks. Tonight the price was at a paltry $2.03, which is unquestionably the cheapest gas I’ve bought in roughly two years.
Despite the fact that I left the office late, the place was still packed when I got there. Now, I am currently driving my wife’s Jetta the 50 mile commute each way every day because it gets better gas mileage than our Pilot. Unfortunately the car was made by rat bastard Germans that like to put the gas tank on the passenger side. Now, when you get into a packed gas station situation with a car like that, it makes it difficult to “get in line”. Why? Because most normal cars have tanks on the driver side. You can’t get in line in front of another car or they won’t be able to pull out. It’s tough.
Tonight (unlike last time I was there when I had to stretch the hose across the top of the car, and ended up having the attendent in the store turn the stream of gas off three times on me because it was a “safety hazard”, hence my aforementioned vow), I managed to find a Mustang with a passenger side tank. I pull in behind it only to find that there is no one attending the car. The moron had put down the little thingy to hold the handle while he went inside the store. Well, needless to say his tank was filled and he was still nowhere to be found.
I was pissed.
I actually considered removing the nozzle and hopping in his car to move it myself. Instead better judgement took hold and I sat in my car muttering mean things under my breath. I looked to my right and noticed an empty pump, so I quickly threw the Jetta into reverse to snag the space. No sooner did I put the car in drive than a honky in a red F-350 stole it and I had to go back to my Mustang. At this point I was cursing myself for returning to this cursed Wawa. I knew better.
After literally 6 or 7 minutes, the guy finally came out of the store wearing a khaki cowboy hat and big bottlecap glasses. He saw me sitting there, but didn’t really seem to care. He took his gold old time removing the nozzle, getting in his car, and driving away.
At this point, I’m furious, and as if I’m not mad enough, when I get up to the pump I noticed that the guy only put in 5 gallons. WHY THE HECK DO YOU LEAVE YOUR CAR TO GO IN AND BUY SLIM JIMS WHEN IT”S A FREAKING PARKING LOT OUT THERE AND YOU ONLY NEED 5 GALLONS TO FILL UP?????!!!!!!
I hate people. They’re the worst.
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