a few weeks ago I was filling up my car when a beat up honda pulled in. Guy gets out, looks to be around 25, nose piercings, arms all tattooed, comes up to me, says the oil light came on about a mile ago, can I check the oil for him. I said, haven’t you checked it? He says, I DON’T KNOW HOW TO CHECK IT!!! So I checked it, not a drop of oil on it. I tell him, You have to put oil in it before you try to run it again., he says he has no money, and I should buy him the oil!!! I’m 60 years old, I tell him, I’m not your dad, or friend, I’m not responsible for you. Call a family member to buy your oil. He curses me out royally, ending in I’m a f ing a hole. Jumps in his piece of junk, starts it up. It sounds awful, and drives away. Pathetic.