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PhoenixPhail · M
When I was a little kid, riding with my parents and the car needed gas, they would pull into a [i][b]service[/b][/i] station. And service is what they got. Someone would come out, ask the driver how much gas they wanted, and what kind. And while the gas was pumping, he would wipe the windshield and check the tire pressure, adding some air, if needed. Then, a word of thanks as we departed.
These days, you'll never find it. And if you have to go inside to pay, you're lucky if you get even a smile from the person who takes your money, if they even bother to look at you.
These days, you'll never find it. And if you have to go inside to pay, you're lucky if you get even a smile from the person who takes your money, if they even bother to look at you.
AbbeyRhode · F
@PhoenixPhail Hard to believe it was ever like that. Here in Jersey, we're not allowed to pump our own, and the attendant always acts like they're doing you a big favor to come over. And if your cap is on the passenger side, they will never come to the driver's window. I got cussed out once because my window wasn't working, and the guy had to walk all the way around the car!
PhoenixPhail · M
@AbbeyRhode That poor guy. I hope he gets a life one day.
DudeistPriest · M
@PhoenixPhail [quote] And if you have to go inside to pay, you're lucky if you get even a smile from the person who takes your money, if they even bother to look at you.[/quote]This is exactly why I don't even bother to go inside anymore. I just pump gas and I'm gone. Now the rural areas between cities do have nicer people though.
PhoenixPhail · M
@DudeistPriest I go inside to pay ONLY if there's no credit card payment option at the pump. I try to avoid those stations.
Heartlander · 80-89, M
@AbbeyRhode I spent about 9 months in NYC in the early 70s and it was common awareness that this was typical NYC behavior, which extended well into New Jersey and well beyond the city in all directions.
Rude drivers, rude service providers, rude cab drivers, rude everything. Like the definition of a microsecond was the time between the traffic signal turning green and some jerk honking their horn.
All my coworkers there were from the midwest, south or west, and jokes and comments about the NYC rudeness were pretty common. Polite and reasonable behavior was so uncommon there that coworkers would bring it up in casual chitchat. Like "WOW! I went to a coffee shop yesterday and the guy at the counter asked me how I wanted my coffee!", or "The cab driver said 'Thanks' and smiled after I paid him!".
One game that practically everyone played was to wait at a fast food counter until the attendant addressed the customer; with like "what can I get for you?" or "May I help you", or "Can I take your order?", etc. The usual reception, however, was more like "I ain't got all day, what do you want?", or "What, you just standing there?". Once I got waved aside with a hand gesture as he addressed the person behind me with "NEXT!".
I remember a Jersey friend one saying that the rudeness use to be just a NYC thing, and now it's Jersey too. And one day it will be Kansas.
Rude drivers, rude service providers, rude cab drivers, rude everything. Like the definition of a microsecond was the time between the traffic signal turning green and some jerk honking their horn.
All my coworkers there were from the midwest, south or west, and jokes and comments about the NYC rudeness were pretty common. Polite and reasonable behavior was so uncommon there that coworkers would bring it up in casual chitchat. Like "WOW! I went to a coffee shop yesterday and the guy at the counter asked me how I wanted my coffee!", or "The cab driver said 'Thanks' and smiled after I paid him!".
One game that practically everyone played was to wait at a fast food counter until the attendant addressed the customer; with like "what can I get for you?" or "May I help you", or "Can I take your order?", etc. The usual reception, however, was more like "I ain't got all day, what do you want?", or "What, you just standing there?". Once I got waved aside with a hand gesture as he addressed the person behind me with "NEXT!".
I remember a Jersey friend one saying that the rudeness use to be just a NYC thing, and now it's Jersey too. And one day it will be Kansas.
