With a half hour left to the start of the work day, I was confident. I’d driven back from Jalopnik’s track day at Monticello Motor Club after an early start so that I’d have plenty of time to fill up the gas tank and grab breakfast at the Wawa down the street from my apartment. There was just one problem: every single goddamn fucking pump was taken.
This is shocking to me, that you have to explicitly tell grown adults to not be assholes. There’s a couple high volume stations that I’ve been to that have large stickers that tell you to not leave your car at the pump, and yet people still do it.Favorite This!