How’d That Guess Go?

Seems you got lost. We’ll assume this was an honest mistake and ignore the guilt all over your face. Guess there should be something here like a story; lets try one of those…

Sometime last week Bottom Barrel Oil showed up for a delivery and had to wait for a manager to unlock the doors.  Now spoilers for the rest of the story because they are about to make the single best decision out of everyone; they bailed.  After waiting 40 min they don't go on lunch or schedule for later; they effectively said we'd rather make zero monies than deal with you.  Took all their oil and went home. Fast forward to approximately 2pm when the 5w20 conventional drum runs dry. Unfortunately the pump doesn't know and thinks it's doing the best pumping job ever.  10 out of 10 would dry hump again. As a result the compressor freaks out trying to keep up with the now ridiculous psi demand. Why is there not a sensor to detect this issue? Because the shop is run by rocket surgeons. Obviously the compressor is making the most ridiculous of knocking noises.  Note: none of the 8+ customers in the waiting room complain about this.

In the middle of dismounting tires Brad realizes there might be a problem when the machine grinds to a halt. I make the 2nd best choice out of everyone and stop my tire ticket before actual work is done.  Various attempts are made to deal with the spastic compressor which boils down to Kevin rubbing his already bald head. I continue to make countless best choice contenders as I help get an oil change out followed by multiple batteries. Meanwhile Brad flails about while watching other people work.

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