You're a Bunch of Factors

This morning I decide to leave for 20 mins early because well I'm a lazy bastard and my car was in desperate need of fuel. I get to the servo and pull up next to the gas pump. That's when the trouble started. I begin a 2 minute battle with the bowser for control of the pump. It just wouldn't relinquish the damn handle. I finally get it and attach it to the car. It then decides it won't pump. I unscrew and reattach a number of times but still no gas. I can fight any more so I hang it up and pull up to the fuel bowser. SURPRISE! No unleaded! But sure they have two other versions of unleaded with additives and jacked up prices. So I'm forced to put 20 bucks of that crap in. Then I head in to pay. I inform the pimply faced rocket scientist behind the counter about the gas problem. He says he saw that, his computer told him it needed to be hung up and reset. He was going to say something over the intercom but thought I would come inside anyway so he would tell me then! Are you insane???? You just lost a tank of fuel you retard! And the day went down hill from there! I need to win the lotto...

that's alright, at least you didn't smash your car into the barrier protecting the pumps, like I had seen someone do over xmas time.

Heading back from Mount Gambier, we needed to stop in Murray Bridge to get some fuel, anyway, as we pulled into the servo, this idiot in a panel van,(he must've missed a gear or something while pulling into the servo), crashed his car into these barriers, funniest thing I've seen, absolutely destroyed his bumper, to say he wasn't happy would be putting lighty.