I start work tomorrow!

[wehitandrun]

I will be working at the Stop And Shop gas station. I get to sit in a little booth listening to Elvis all day.

[stormwarning]

I get to sit in a little booth listening to Elvis all day.

So not much change then ?

Good luck, and don't forget to be courteous to your customers.

[Mr. Average]

Perfect for the rock star bio that will accompany the credit to Elvis Costello.

[Copenhagen Fan]

WHAR: Do you get to say "would you like fries with that???!"

[A rope leash]

WIND UP WORKIN' IN A GAS STATION (Frank Zappa)

This here song might offend you some.
If it does, it's because you're dumb.
That's the way it is where I come from.
If you been there too, let me see your thumb.

Let me see your thumb. (16x)

Show me your thumb if your really dumb. (x3)
Show me your thumb if your dumb.

Hey now, better make a decision.
Be a moron, and keep your position.
You oughta know now, all your education,
won't help you no-how.

You're gonna wind up workin' in a gas station.
Wind up workin' in a gas station (x3)
Pumpin' the gas every night.
Pumpin' the gas every night.
Wind up workin' in a gas station.

Wind up workin' in a gas station. (x2)
Manny da camper wants to by some whites.
Wind up workin' in a gas station (x4)
Wind up workin' in a gas station. (x4)

[wehitandrun]

I wont be pumping gas, I'll be sitting in my little booth.

And Mr A- lets keep the squabbles in its thread. We don't need your virus spreading.

[maria]

I know a guy who worked in a little booth in gas (we call it petrol here) station. One of his regulars was a politician and he wound up getting a job as a Customs & Excise Officer from the politician, who thought he was destined for better things. He was sent to be the customs official in a bonded warehouse (choc a bloc with pure irish whisky). Keep chatting up the customers, WHAR, you never know what might happen (Mind you, I'd better not tell you what happened to the guy afterwards).

[marblefaun]

When I lived in South Dakota, I used to pump it up myself

Good luck!

[A rope leash]

Back in the day, you would have pumped the gas, checked my oil, checked my tire pressure, washed the bugs off of my windshield AND my grill. After I paid for my purchase of a full tank of gas, you would have given me change back for my five dollars, and you would have said "thank you, sir" without expecting a tip.

Then, after years of breathing gasoline fumes, you would die of cancer like a lab rat and a solid citizen.

Ah, the good old days.

Cigar, anybody?

[wehitandrun]

I'm pretty sure I won't be working there for the rest of my life.

Regardless, it's a union job, so I'm sure it could work out if I needed it to.

[mood swung]

good luck to you, whar, but don't let it interfere with your schoolwork.

sorry. the mom in me takes over from time to time.

[wehitandrun]

Hah, I am the loser who should have graduated last year.

I have to make up 3 or 4 classes, so I get to go to a year of half days. Then perhaps I'm a college man?

[wehitandrun]

Anybody have any clever Elvis lines I can use as an away message while at work (besides "Welcome To The Working Week")?

[noiseradio]

"I might be gone for a while if you need me..."

[wehitandrun]

I started as a baker at my family's Dunkin Donuts corporation last week.

11.50 an hour? I'll take it.

[so lacklustre]

Can you let me know next time you scratch your ass (arse).

[wehitandrun]

What? Why would I do that?