What is it with Mobil stations and sightings? This isn't the same one I usually frequent, but nonetheless.....
Stopped in for a Fountain Dew. Total was $1.05. I fished out 4 quarters and a dime and tried to hand them to the clerk who was busy staring out the window.....and staring....and staring....and staring some more. The whole time his hand was drifting around and presenting a moving target, which was particularly annoying because I'd just had a strong drink at dinner (no, I wasn't driving). When he finally held his hand still long enough for me to drop the coins into it, he dropped one of them. This seemed to snap him back to reality.
Clerk: Hey, do you have pennies?
Me: Uh...yeah....
I hadn't given him any because I don't like giving people loads of change, and it was bad enough that I'd already given him 5 coins; I didnt' want to give him 9.
Clerk: Give me some.
What? No "please?" No "I'll take some because I need them?"
I counted off 5 pennies and handed them to him, and rather than hand me the dime back, he let me pluck it out of his sweaty paw.
Gee, thanks.
Didn't get a "have a nice night" or any other pleasantries either.
As I walked back out to the car, I discovered that he'd been distracted by the well-endowed woman at the pumps. Dude, I don't care if you like to stare at women outside the window, but could you at least do your job first?
Not hugely sucky, but annoying.
Stopped in for a Fountain Dew. Total was $1.05. I fished out 4 quarters and a dime and tried to hand them to the clerk who was busy staring out the window.....and staring....and staring....and staring some more. The whole time his hand was drifting around and presenting a moving target, which was particularly annoying because I'd just had a strong drink at dinner (no, I wasn't driving). When he finally held his hand still long enough for me to drop the coins into it, he dropped one of them. This seemed to snap him back to reality.
Clerk: Hey, do you have pennies?
Me: Uh...yeah....
I hadn't given him any because I don't like giving people loads of change, and it was bad enough that I'd already given him 5 coins; I didnt' want to give him 9.
Clerk: Give me some.
What? No "please?" No "I'll take some because I need them?"
I counted off 5 pennies and handed them to him, and rather than hand me the dime back, he let me pluck it out of his sweaty paw.
Gee, thanks.
Didn't get a "have a nice night" or any other pleasantries either.
As I walked back out to the car, I discovered that he'd been distracted by the well-endowed woman at the pumps. Dude, I don't care if you like to stare at women outside the window, but could you at least do your job first?
Not hugely sucky, but annoying.
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