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No, there's no excuse. I work at an auction, we get everything from Kias to Ferraris, and I've been in thousands of cars. If it was made in the last 3 decades, I've been in an example of it, and finding controls isn't hard. Here's a hint: They are all located within arms reach of the steering wheel.
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InitialDave posted:
If you're driving a car built long enough ago that the markings are worn off, the controls are more or less standard. It isn't until very recently that things have started to deviate. From the early 60's to the late 90's basically every car had the same setup. Also why are you waiting until you're on the road at night to learn the controls?
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FogHelmut posted:People who leave their car in front of the gas pump while they go inside the Wawa to get coffee and sandwiches are the worst. I do this because I'm paying cash and the pumps only work pre-paid, and I'll be goddamned if I'm gonna go in, pay, go out and move, then go back inside. Suck it up, cupcake.
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Nov 22, 2013 22:31
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FogHelmut posted:Specifically I'm talking about New Jersey where we aren't allowed to pump gas, and there's a dude pumping it for you. Also you pay this person and not anyone inside. True, the WaWa thing should have tipped me off, I apologize. In that case, yeah, that's a bit douchey. e- also gently caress New Jersey, I'm a grown rear end man I can pump my own gas 
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Nov 23, 2013 00:45
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Yep, that's the reason. It's lame as poo poo, too, because a lot of times there's only one or two people working the pumps, and rush hour North Jersey never has one or two cars at the pumps. Getting gas in Mahwah or right outside Newark near the airport loving sucks.
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DEAR RICHARD posted:Just because it is dark outside doesn't mean that your high beams are acceptable. This is the city. gently caress you. Man, I get this all the time in my Ram. Regular lights, not highs, aimed properly, fogs off. Then someone flashes their highs at me. Drive a bit, no cop or anything, what the gently caress. Then as I drove my mom's Corolla and a truck passed me, it dawned on me, "yeah big trucks shine their lights right in your eyes" Now when people flash theirs at me I flash mine back.
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