A Full Tank Of Competence

I’m on a long overnight cross-country drive. I pull into a gas station in the middle of the night and walk into the station.

Me: “Hi, I’ll get fifty in [fuel type]. I’m the blue [Toyota] on pump six.”

Cashier: *Blinks.*

Me: “Everything okay?”

Cashier: “You… read the sign to pay inside, you knew what pump you were on, you knew what fuel type you wanted, and you pointed out your car color and make to make it extra clear.”

Me: “Why is that noteworthy?”

Cashier: “Dude, it’s 3 AM at a gas station. I’m just happy if a customer can remember their own name.”

Sheesh! Good luck, dude.