I woke up at 4:30AM to get to work by six, but some how my car managed to go through 1/8th tank of gas their so I had to stop for fuel but no stations are open along the way at 5:45AM so I roll into one where the lights are on and using my PA driving skills attempt to pump my own gas and pay with a credit card, no harm no foul.  The pumps are password protected (arg) so I stare down the minutes waiting for the petrol n’ depart to open and get a sandwich next door.  At 6 the fuel and flee opens and I swerve wildly around the Korean attendant to see him punch something in.  I see it, *****, I should have known!