Random Conversations at Petrol Stations

Sometimes have people ask about the Capri in car parks & petrol stations.

Came back to it once at work to find some guy probably about 45ish on his hands & knees having a look underneath, when i pressed the alarm & it unlocked he stood up & looked around, then just went & stood next to what i'm presuming was his own car. Didn't say anything to him, just got in & drove away.

Also had a clio full of baseball cap wearing young lads pull along side me in traffic, one in the back winds the window down & the conversation went something as follows-

Kid - "Nice car mate, is it a cossie?"

Me - "No, its a 2.8i"

Kid - "Yeah, but is it a cossie?"

Me - "No, it's a standard 2.8 V6"

Kid - "You sure mate?"

(like someone is going to come swap my engine during the night & i aint gonna realise :rolleyes:)

Waited till they weren't at the side of me before i started laughing.
 
I get the occasional comment about my car, normally from middle aged blokes.

"ohhh I used to have one of those, is it the 1.9?"
 
Random fight at our Morrisons petrol station a while back. I was filling up when two blokes in their late forties come out of the pay office grappling like girls. After a few moments of fisticuffs they both end up on the floor and roll around for a good two minutes till some bloke eventually goes in to break it up. The funny thing was though they'd started fighting before they'd paid for their petrol, and so still had to join the queue. It was hilarious seeing them take their place back in the now quite long queue, one behind the other like, all bloody and dishevelled, shirts hanging out, faces red like a baboons arse, but queued with the normal british patience and quietness. Funny how the queue seemed to calm them down as when they came out after paying they were at it again verbally, and chased each other as they drove away. Took me a good 7-8 minutes to fill my car that day as it was compulsive viewing and top entertainment for the packed forecourt.
 
I fill up in the bad part of Reading as its the cheapest petrol. I get chatted up by fat council estate munters and minging till assistants :(
Once I had to spend 10 mins explaining to another scooby owner how to wire in his gauges, but thats about it.
 
About the only conversation that I remember having in a petrol station was at the local Sainsburys where for some bizarre reason they only have one pump with super unleaded, and some idiot started having a go because I didn't move up and use the other (which was free, but normal unleaded/diesel only) pump. I pointed out that it didn't have super unleaded and he shut up.
 
When me and my father in law were trying to work out how the self service pump worked in Peabody, MA, and had spent about 10 minutes with little success, we had bellowed at us:-

CAN I GET SOME GAS TOO PLEASE!

from a yank in a massive SUV. We hurried up.
 
Had another guy pull up in a mercury grey RST when I was filling mine. Pretty slim chance of that happening when not near a show. We were chatting for a few mins, then mine wouldn't start so had to get a jump off him! :(
 
OllyM said:
About the only conversation that I remember having in a petrol station was at the local Sainsburys where for some bizarre reason they only have one pump with super unleaded, and some idiot started having a go because I didn't move up and use the other (which was free, but normal unleaded/diesel only) pump. I pointed out that it didn't have super unleaded and he shut up.
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Ah that does my nut in, always the back pump too, was even worse when there was the tanker in the other day and I had to direct traffic so I could get super without seeming like a complete pillock.
 
One of the station caretakers once approached me as I was buffing up with some spray wax and asked about where I got those microfibre cloths from, his care was a new Pug 206 all shiny parked next to mine.

Anyway a quick convo later about cleaning products he went on his merry way.

Now when filling up though some folk just look at me funny because I'm quite slim and look way younger than I am :/
 
went and fueled up went in to the station to pay, went to fish for my wallet and realised that it wasnt there and was infact sitting on my computer desk at home, well i explained this to the guy behind the desk, so i phone my sister to pop down to the house grab my wallet and bring it to the station, anyway i had a good half hour chat to the guy about my quattro, turns out that the car might have belonged to his mate in the early 90's.
rather embarressing situation but had a good laugh.


had a few other encounters, but i'm rather shy and try to get out of there ASAP:o
 
Not exactly a conversation as such. Driving across northern europe with a mate on the way to Finland about eight years ago. He had a rather distinctive car, a Seat Ibiza Cupra Sport (the original one) in Kiwi Green with the full works F2 bodykit.

Pulled into a Petrol station in Denmark and there were some local ladies there also sticking some petrol in. He filled the car up, went in and paid. On the way out of the shop a very cute blonde stopped my mate, jumped on him and started snogging him! After he put her down she carried on into the shop and paid...

Very random. I won't be forgetting that one!
 
had a chat with a guy in an oldschool corvette who looked early 20s, wasn't Lashout though :(

I had one of the greeter people in my local asda ask me about my car whilst he was serving me (late at night so he was doing multiple jobs) and he came out and had a look around my car, he wanted to know if it was just a chavved up 1.8 or something worthwhile (he had heard the car as i pulled in and thought "that doesn't sound chavved but it's bloody loud, what the hell is it?")
 
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