Phillip Chevron

Came here for a quick stop to get a drink. Let me just say customer service does not exist here. Not that i expect to be greeted or anything but if i walk up to the cashier and put items on the counter i expect the cashier to know what to do. This lady looked at me and said «yes». I stood there like are you serious! Had to let her know i wanted to purchase these items. Then she looked all upset because i guess she was ringing herself up and had to clear that to help me. Wtf! Even if this place was on the way i would never go here again! I would rather go across the way at shell because at least the workers know what to do there

overpriced, closed for construction for half the year, and then the b**** wouldn’t take my money because one little corner was torn off the $ 20 bill. this is the most convenient gas station for me between home and work but I will never come here again.

Conveniently close to the 405, and a Holiday Inn.
Got gas here this past week, no problemo. Credit cards accepted.

«A gas station? Really Hazel?» I know that’s what you’re thinking, but there is, in fact, some vital information to share about this gas station. It’s not regarding the pumps, they’re fine, although they’re the kind that you have to push up the whole thing where the nozzle goes to turn it on, irrelevant though. It’s not the prices, although they are high because this place is right next to the Long Beach Airport.
No, the vital and most important thing you must know about this gas station is they haven’t an effin’ clue as to how the «Share-​a-​penny» rule works, as illustrated in the following dialogue:
*Scene: HQ has entered the gas station to buy a Diet Dr Pepper (or DDP, as I call it) while the car is filling up.*
Clerk: «$ 1.52»
HQ: *hands him $ 2, and says «Hang on, I think I’ve got two cents in here somewhere…»
*HQ digs around in her purse for a second and turns out there aren’t two pennies in there… that she can find anyway*
HQ: «Damn, guess I don’t have two cents, sorry. Can I just share a couple cents»
Clerk: *Blank stare as he says «No» and hands HQ 45 cents*
HQ: *perplexed* «Where’s the rest?»
Clerk: *Arms crossed, smug, grinch-​like smile creeping across his face* «Share a penny.»
*…and scene!*
I was too ridiculously amused by the situation to argue with the dude, plus in addition to his share-​a-​penny skills, his english needed some brushing up on as well. I’m thinking about putting together a pamphlet on how gas stations should properly utilize the share-​a-​penny technique, because this Chevron most definitely needs some instruction.