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I stopped off at a gas station, and while getting the gas pumped (there are no self-service gas pumping in the state of Oregon), I popped inside since this establishment would have its workers dispense gas for you, but save money by not allowing them to take your money.
Anyway, when I got inside there was a large, prominent sign on the wall underneath their logo that read, “AM/PM … Join us online at ampm.com”
Now why the hell would I do something like that? I’ll surf a number of places, but going to a convenience store’s web site is not very enticing. I mean, what sort of information would they have on their web site?
- View pictures of all 1,200 stores!
- Meet the new manager of our North Las Vegas franchise!
- Black and white prints of the ampm logo for your children to color!
- Apply for the position left vacant by the demise of the manager of our East L.A. store.
- Play the new flash game of guess how old those wieners are in the case!
- Webcam movies of robberies and hilarious short-changed outtakes!
Now that I am typing this up, I am tempted to go there… just to see how bad it really is. But… I… must… resist. Some things, like the naughty bits of Monica Lewinsky, are best left to the imagination.
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