Originally posted by Bajahowodd
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Arrival at the Baja Cactus Pemex was at 2PM. As I pulled in, I noted the pump jockeys were taking readings from the pumps. Apparently a shift change.
The station continued to fill with customers who could not buy gas, as the attendants were all just standing around the office.
Figuring I could make good use of the down time, I headed for the Men's room. As I approached, one of the uniformed attendants grabbed a mop and gave
the floor a quick swipe just ahead of my arrival to this mostly al fresco bano.
I stood at the urinal and all of a sudden heard someone say, "Mira!". Looking to my right, there stood the guy with the mop holding up a styrofoam cup
with the word "Propinas" emblazoned on it.
Looking around, I noticed the restroom was devoid of both toilet paper and paper towels.
Thus, I responded to him, "No papel; no propina".
Back out by my car, still no one pumping gas. As the wait approached 15 minutes, I regretted not asking the girl in Guerrero Negro to top off my tank,
as if I'd had just a tad more showing on the gauge, I would have kept traveling on the the Los Pinos Pemex.
Finally, after about 15 minutes the signal was "go". An attendant approached me. I requested a fill-up with Magna, whereupon, instead of grabbing the
hose, he spun around and went back to the cashier, reached in and grabbed a container of gasoline additive, came back and offered to sell it to me.
All this before the nozzle was inserted. |