BP

I put two dollars in quarters in the vaccuum and it did not work. This was after I just pumped 40 dollars worth of gas. The man at the counter refused to give me the two dollars back. He said I had to call the number on the vaccuum where all I got was a busy signal. I told him I pump 40 dollars worth of gas every week at his station and I would not be coming back unless I was given my two dollars. Needless to say I will never be filling up here again

I bought some ice here once. It’s a leftover from the 60’s. You might think it was abandoned on first glance. Pretty weird. Shorewood’s favorite place to buy mountain dew! No, they don’t sell American Spirit cigarettes. The air machine is broken. There used to be a garage for repairs, but it looks like now the space is used for permanent storage and/​or mad scientist torture experiments.
They should totally have a haunted house here on Halloween. «I’ve got gas on pump three, I need a power ball ticket, some skoal, and… oh yeah! Got any human flesh for sale? Maybe some eye of newt or wing of bat?»

You’d think the gas station on the cusp of Shorewood and the uppermost East Side would be even just a little bit nicer given its contextual proximity.
This BP is a BP that was born of necessity and fostered in and maintained by what I can only perceive to be mediocrity in its truest sense of the word.
They have gas, yes. Check that off the list of things they have. (They have what I’m looking for when I pull into a gas station parking lot. Good! Societal signifiers and subsequent conditioning advertise well the fact that I can fuel my vehicle on your premise for an agreed upon number of dollars per gallon. Got it.)
The store itself, though? Blech. Tiny, weird and smelly, and not in keeping of a convenient (read: well-​stocked) and well-​maintained gas station in the heart of one of the more affluent, well-​traveled, and visible parts of the city.
It’s not far from U-​Dubs or Shorewood. You’d think for that alone, or for the locals, or for… I don’t know.
This gas station pretty much bites and I’d rather go to any of the (small number) of other options in the area, generally speaking.