Rant time! I don’t drive my car much lately, we drive Caterina’s car around as it has the baby seat fixed in it. But anyway it’s been a month since I needed to get fuel for my car. So the other night about 10:30pm on my way home I decided to stop and grab some petrol.
I forgot how frustrating it is at most places nowdays, 5 minutes to pump fuel in and another 5 minutes to stand in line to pay. People buying pies, pasties, bread, smokes, phone recharge cards, milk, local paper, donuts, getting some cash out, and everything else. Mmm a new street directory, how much is that? You guys got batteries? You do, which aisle? Cool, back soon.
Gah! It’s fuel, I have cash, please let me pay, where’s the line for people who just want to buy fuel!
Every minute in your mini-mart queue is another minute for me to remember that next time I’ll be buying fuel at a petrol station, not a wanna be supermarket who just put the local deli out of business.