Now before I go any further, I just have to say that many truckers are quite nice. My stepfather is one, and I have nothing but respect for him.
THAT having been said, it's people like the EW I had last night that tend to give truckers a bad name as stupid, rude, and crass people.
It probably doesn't help that out 'diesel island' is four lanes wide, the first of which contains a reserve gasoline pump for emergency use.
Me: HI!
EWSC: Take a guess.
Me: Hello, how can I help you tonight? (About 2 AM, still 'night' in our greetings)
EW: I need diesel. I'm at the second pump.
Me: *Looks down at diesel monitor. Dark semi on 24, camper or bus in 25* Are you driving a darker colored semi?
EW: I'm at the second pump.
Me: Ah, yes, I just want to make sure I'm putting this with the right vehicle is all.
EW: Yes, I'm driving a semi, and I'm at the SECOND pump.
Me: Alright. Now I need either a prepaid amount or a credit card to hold while you pump.
EW: Excuse me?
Me: I can't just open the pump up, sir. I need to either have an amount to put in the computer, or I need a credit card to hold for the transaction.
EW: Gimme $100. *starts to walk away*
Me: Umm, sir, I do need the money.
EW: What?
Me: I need the money if you're going to prePAY, sir.
EW: *throws a credit card at me* Don't talk to me anymore. YOU do not need to talk to me.
Me: .... *shrug and clear the prepay out, turning the pump on and putting the card in the hold slot for 24*
Pump 24 finishes at just over $50. Guy doesn't come back in for another 30 minutes after he's done pumping. Even then, he waits for me to head into the back room for something before telling my coworker that he needs to pay.
The saddest part is, because I'm white he'd have trolled out racism if I had refused service after he threw the card at me. I can sense that type these days.
THAT having been said, it's people like the EW I had last night that tend to give truckers a bad name as stupid, rude, and crass people.
It probably doesn't help that out 'diesel island' is four lanes wide, the first of which contains a reserve gasoline pump for emergency use.
Me: HI!
EWSC: Take a guess.
Me: Hello, how can I help you tonight? (About 2 AM, still 'night' in our greetings)
EW: I need diesel. I'm at the second pump.
Me: *Looks down at diesel monitor. Dark semi on 24, camper or bus in 25* Are you driving a darker colored semi?
EW: I'm at the second pump.
Me: Ah, yes, I just want to make sure I'm putting this with the right vehicle is all.
EW: Yes, I'm driving a semi, and I'm at the SECOND pump.
Me: Alright. Now I need either a prepaid amount or a credit card to hold while you pump.
EW: Excuse me?
Me: I can't just open the pump up, sir. I need to either have an amount to put in the computer, or I need a credit card to hold for the transaction.
EW: Gimme $100. *starts to walk away*
Me: Umm, sir, I do need the money.
EW: What?
Me: I need the money if you're going to prePAY, sir.
EW: *throws a credit card at me* Don't talk to me anymore. YOU do not need to talk to me.
Me: .... *shrug and clear the prepay out, turning the pump on and putting the card in the hold slot for 24*
Pump 24 finishes at just over $50. Guy doesn't come back in for another 30 minutes after he's done pumping. Even then, he waits for me to head into the back room for something before telling my coworker that he needs to pay.
The saddest part is, because I'm white he'd have trolled out racism if I had refused service after he threw the card at me. I can sense that type these days.
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