Chevron Stations

Bought chips and the back was covered in dust and pretty old. Expiration date was 5 JUNE 2015. I can’t believe I didn’t notice this before I bought it. Super gross had to through it out. Make me pretty sick. This is a ghetto chevron.

Very bad service ! Mr. Sra made a mistake today by adding gas to the wrong number ! So I went back to him and asked him why my balance was 0.00 dollars and he actually said He add the gas to the number 5. I told him I was on number 3. He give me a very bad attitude saying he was not going do anything about it because it was my mistake. So you guys be carful, if you ever go to that gas station make sure you repeat the number also be aware that they understand but most importantly make sure you don’t get robbed.

Came here to put gas and buy beverages on several occasions at night and the register is down? Cmon… pathetic.

Sometimes this is my alone time. The time between home and work. I just want to relax, eat some chocolate and pump my gas.
I don’t know why I keep coming here. There’s always a… ummm… less fortunate asking for $$. Scratch that… 2 or more. One will get you as you exit your vehicle to clean your windows, one will get you between the pumps, and the last one will be right at the door.
I give them some every once and a while, but now it feels like a routine. I don’t owe you money. Grrrr…
Now I gotta hide my chocolate bar in my pocket as I walk out and have to enjoy it’s slightly melted deliciousness on the way to work.

Terrible in ever way. You can sense the danger when you pull in. Probably best to completely avoid. Between the «need some gas money» and the «help you with the pump» onslaught, you basically want to get in and out as fast as possible if you bother to stop at all.

I try to avoid this gas station the best I can, although it’s difficult when the Embarcadero Shell station closes early at night. This Chevron is perpetually crowded and to make things worse many customers are directed indoors to finish their transactions for «security purposes.» This station also has a severe case of panhandling; on many occasions I’ve been asked to contribute to someone’s gas jug.

Ok so I go to this gas station occasionally because it’s one of the few around the university area. This place looks okay, but east palo alto is kind of sketchy and you see a lot of people who pump gas here pump 5 — 10 $ here.
But here is my story about my (sorta) bad experience here. So I was driving someone else’s car and I didn’t know that the gas light didn’t work and I ended up running out of gas in the middle of the road a block away. I frantically ran to this gas station trying to get one of those canisters to fill up my car. So I go to the cashier and I ask him very hurriedly, I need a canister for gas for my car and that my car was a block away. He said I can’t help you we don’t have it here. Me, completely disappointed was going to walk out when another customer was like oh you want a canister? There’s a few up there and he pointed to a few canisters right above the cashier for about 12 bucks. Alas, my day was saved. But I was pretty mad that the cashier didn’t care or didn’t suggest any way to help me at all. He wasn’t apologetic or in the very least concerned.
If it weren’t for that customer I don’t know what I would have done, but as for my experience here I wouldn’t ask for any help from the staff here.

What a crappy gas station. Not only is it in a seriously dubious neighborhood (ladies, don’t come here after dark) but the darned pumps don’t work properly. The auto has shutoff valve was kicking in every 0.2 gallon. We tried two different pumps but after five minutes of wrestling and some colorful language we finally left with a mere three gallons in the tank and a desire never to return.

Gas was terribly priced but they had the latches on the pumps so you don’t have to hold the handle. I don’t know why I have this obsession with the latches. I guess it has something to do with the fact that there really isn’t too much else you can rate on other than price.
Anyway, I came here after going to Ikea and it is convenient for that and for getting back on the freeway. I just stopped and got gas super-​fast style so I only quickly noted that my life didn’t seem in danger from thugs and it wasn’t particularly dirty or clean.

When McDonalds and Taco Bell are close a little after 10pm and you really really have to go pull this move if you are female:
Scene: Chevron’s little market is closed and I really have to pee. The place is bumping, cars at every filling station and a line to pay at the window. My sister sees an employee heading out for the night and she opens the door from the inside.
Sister: (runs up to her while the door is open) Excuse me. (politely)
Chevron Lady: Yes?
Sister: My sister over there (points to me) is kind of pregnant and she really needs to use the bathroom.
Me: ??? (in my head)
Sister: Will that be ok?
Chevron Lady: Sure, I guess.
So, yeah she fibbed a bit, I’m not pregnant. But it worked. That was also the nicest thing my sister has done for me in a decade.
Moral of the story: I guess it’s not always a bad thing when people you don’t know think you might be expecting.

So I live not too far from this place and as I drove past it I asked myself:
Lijh: «Self???»
Self: «Yes?»
Lijh: «Can I Unilocal a gas station?»
Self: [In the tune of T.I.] «You can Unilocal whatever you liiiike»
Lijh: «Thanks! You’re so smart!»
Self: «Thanks! You’re pretty smart too sir. Great shirt by the way. Brings out your eyes.»
Lijh: «Awww shucks! I Bet you say that to all the Unilocalers.»
So Chevron (with Techron) in the beauuuuuutiful city of EPA. Like any other gas station in the Bay, you’ll find someone less fortunate (these days, who isn’t??) getting their hustle going, whether it be windshield washing (cuz my wipers don’t work), gas pumping (cuz my hand doesn’t work), or straight-​up panhandling (cuz uh. they don’t work).
But these folks ain’t really my problem. It’s pulling up and the joint is HELLA crowded only because ½ the pumps are working. I think they seriously have someone waiting on the corner, see my Explorer an then run inside shouting «THE SAMOAN IS COMING! THE SAMOAN IS COMING!» and proceed to shutting down ½ the pumps, then calling all their friends who don’t know how to form a line, or use courtesy with a vehicle, and block the way for me to at least get off the street to let thru traffic. RIDICKEROUS i tell ya!
Fix ya pumps! That’s why I hit the Shell on Embarcadero. Besides, it’s a few cents cheaper too!