M K S Petroleum

Yep, I’m a guy who just created a Unilocal account simply to review one business. If i could give it zero stars… ha! Anyway, hoping the owners read this.
Due to their actions today, they lost revenues to the tune of…
Gas: $ 30/​week ($ 1560 per year)
Cigs: $ 30/​week ($ 1560 per year)
Misc: $ 10/​week ($ 520/​year)
This place sold me tampered cigarettes (smoking sure is stupid, I know!) a few weeks ago. I took these packs of Parliament Lights abroad. I get to my destination, open up a pack and there are 12 cigs in there… foil seal all crumpled up on the side. Open another… same thing! I threw them out for fear of something bad in there making my transport through US Customs a memorable one for the wrong reasons.
I get back home… and wow, there’s another pack from the lot! I go to this gas station, explain my deal and show the pack. Guy hands me a new pack and puts the tampered pack back on the shelf. Wouldn’t even open it. Smart guy there!
He refuses to make things right with the other three packs. Tells me to come back and talk to his boss. I go back… boss blames the cig company and refuses any reconciliation.
I loathe this kind of service.
Just make it right with your customer and guess what, they come back and give you money for your wares!
It really isn’t that hard!
Oh and the rotating joke on the side of the place is entertaining.

Thanks to Matt W’s picture, I recognized that I stop at this particular BP quite often.
Pros:
+ Super easy to get in-​and-​out of
+ Prices are on-​par with everyone else
+ The morning cashier is always friendly and helpful
+ Nice selection of grab-​n-​go «food» (mostly packaged stuff)
+ Bonus: the sign that posts little «thoughts» is usually quite humorous
+ Easy to access air compressor (fee based, but works well)
Cons:
— Quite cramped inside
— Not a huge amount of choice for food items other than chips/​beef jerky/​etc

It’s a BP station. Guy running the place seems so melancholic. He was daydreaming when I entered to get a key for the washroom… he didn’t let me interrupt his daydream, gazing up into the sky through the front window, while pointing to the key hanging beside the door…

Look these folks sell Nehi pop. Or soda/​coke/​cola or whatever you call the carbonated drink the can. Trust and believe this is an old school throw back luxury (that I afford myself at least twice a year before making a road trip).