I worked at a full-service gas station after high school. A Co-Op one.
Most customers were cool, but you'd get these fat white trash bitches who would want you to check their tire pressure (knowing of course they had a leak because you saw the same chunky idiot once a week). Then they'd want you to fill up their tires. They're always the ones who wanted you to squeegee their side windows and lights, too. Like, get off your duff and pitch in on taking care of you own crap you dumb bitch.
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