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Customers... the bastards. - RJ's LJ - WTF is my way of life.
I've been on the 'net longer that some of you've been ALIVE.
arjei
arjei
Customers... the bastards.
Okay, let's get a few things straight. I am in the US Army Reserves, but normally I work in a gas station. Yes, a gas station. 40+ hours a week. I've got to earn money, bills to pay and whatnot. Life is free, living is NOT.

So, that being said, let me say it again: I work in a *gas station.* And that's it. Let me give you a run down of everything I can't do. (This is pretty much an small list of idiotic questions I have gotten over my 3+ years there.)

I don't know the long distance rate to Kentucky. I don't work for AT&T/Sprint/Ameritech/whoever. (Try the operator.)

I don't know how long it'll take you to get to . Nor do I know why your directions from the internet a wrong. I don't work for Rand McNally/Mapquest. (Actually, I do know why the directions are wrong. It's because the internet, like any other form of media, will be wrong on occasion. And due to it's mass, moreso that any other.)

I don't know what oil is best for your car, nor what your tire pressure's supposed to be, nor anything else that has to do with your car. I don't work for Ford, GM, or any other manufacture, nor do I work for Pep Boys, Jiffy Lube, or any other service shop. (How about you read your fucking manuel? What do you think it's for?)

I don't what the bar in such-and-such town is selling it's beer for. I don't work, nor go there. (We don't even sell boooze.)

I don't know the room rate for the hotel across the street. I don't work for them. (Try walking over there and asking the desk clerk. It's probably a 50 yard walk at most.)

I don't know when the bus stop wherever it stops. I don't work for RTA/Pace. (I know, however, it does stop in the mall two blocks down.)

I don't know why your cell phone stopped working. (Disconnect the phone from your head and charge your battery.)

I don't know why your credit/debit card isn't working. (Either you're out of money, it's scratched like a raver DJ's record, or you didn't take it out of your pocket when you went through a metal detector.)

What I do know is anything that has to do with my station, Gas City #301. Not anyone else's mind you. So I don't know what the prices of gas/cigs/pop/you-name-it is at Clark/Speedway/Citgo/Shell/Amaco/7-11/whoever, nor do I know what the prices of any other Gas Citys. Not #59, nor #10, nor #191, nor any other. Just mine.

So please, don't come into my station with a stupid question. I have enough crap as is with out it.

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