Things That Bug Me Part 1

There are quite a few things that bug me, but I will only cover one of them right now. I remember the good old days. I remember pulling into a gas station, running over the little hose that went ding-ding, and watching the attendant come running, or most likely waltzing, out of the office. All you had to do was roll down your window (of course, you had to actually turn a crank to roll down your window, not just push a button or flip a lever) and tell the man how much gas you wanted. While the pump was shoving the gas into the tank the attendant would clean your windshield, check the oil, maybe even check the air in the tires. Everything but wipe your nose, and if you asked him he probably would.

Now, things are different. I don't mind having to pump my own gas. I check my oil and wash my windshield like a pro. So what is it that bugs me, you ask? It's the pump. It's the little screen that tells you what to do. Sometimes I fill up at strange gas stations, so I don't mind when it tells me how to use the pump. Some pumps you have to choose which grade before you pick whether you want to pay inside or outside. They get really anal sometimes.

What bugs me about the gas pumps is when you are done and hang up the nozzle, what does it say? Does it say 'Thanks for shopping at Joe's Quick Mart' or even just 'Have a nice day'? No. It reminds you to go inside and pay for your gas. Now, I'm sure there are some retards that haven't figured that out, and some jack-asses that think it's funny to drive off without paying. Maybe there are even some people that are rushing to the hospital because their wife is about to give birth in the back seat and they don't have time for details like paying for the gas, or they just forgot about paying, what with their wife screaming and discharging assorted fluids. But as for me, I know I'm supposed to pay for the gas. I don't need some stupid, inanimate object treating me like a dingbat. Gee, I'm supposed to pay for the gas now? When did they start that rule?