This may or may not fall under this category, since it more or less was an experience. However, due to this man's behavior, it led me to believe this is the way he is when he's a customer as well.
With the recent hike in gasoline prices, whenever a gas station has the lower price, everyone around here flocks to that station. A while back, I was on my way home and stopped into the local Valero station, not aware they drastically lowered the price of gas. Everyone was there, so I waited my turned for a pump to open up. Shortly after, I started pumping, but the pump operated slow due to the power drain from the other pumps. A few minutes into this, a man approaches me, about 70 years of age, asking how big my gas tank is and how much longer I'm going to be. (I drive a Nissan XTerra, which is a gas guzzling SUV). At first, I thought he was making polite conversation, but after I told him I was not sure how long I would be, and that I have a sixteen gallon tank, he said "Jesus Christ! That's going to take forever!" and started walking back to his $50,000 BMW where his wife, dressed in her best with jewelry and everything, is waiting. I said, "Hey, asshole! I have no control over how long the pump takes to dispense the gasoline, but why don't you go back to upper state New York where you came from? Also, what the bleep are you doing at this gas station, saving ten cents a gallon on your gas when you're driving that kind of car? Why is it you rich mother blankers are the first ones to be so cheap?" Believe you me, he got back into his car and did not come out again until I paid and left.
I'm sure he was heading back to his multi-million dollar home in Boca Raton, where he and his wife live when they're not residing in their multi-million dollar mansion in upper state New York, or their million-dollar condo in Malibu.
With the recent hike in gasoline prices, whenever a gas station has the lower price, everyone around here flocks to that station. A while back, I was on my way home and stopped into the local Valero station, not aware they drastically lowered the price of gas. Everyone was there, so I waited my turned for a pump to open up. Shortly after, I started pumping, but the pump operated slow due to the power drain from the other pumps. A few minutes into this, a man approaches me, about 70 years of age, asking how big my gas tank is and how much longer I'm going to be. (I drive a Nissan XTerra, which is a gas guzzling SUV). At first, I thought he was making polite conversation, but after I told him I was not sure how long I would be, and that I have a sixteen gallon tank, he said "Jesus Christ! That's going to take forever!" and started walking back to his $50,000 BMW where his wife, dressed in her best with jewelry and everything, is waiting. I said, "Hey, asshole! I have no control over how long the pump takes to dispense the gasoline, but why don't you go back to upper state New York where you came from? Also, what the bleep are you doing at this gas station, saving ten cents a gallon on your gas when you're driving that kind of car? Why is it you rich mother blankers are the first ones to be so cheap?" Believe you me, he got back into his car and did not come out again until I paid and left.
I'm sure he was heading back to his multi-million dollar home in Boca Raton, where he and his wife live when they're not residing in their multi-million dollar mansion in upper state New York, or their million-dollar condo in Malibu.

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