The automated petrol station outside Geneva airport - what the fuck
I was returning the hire car and had to fill up before giving it back. There must have been about a third of a tank left. The stupid automated machine asked how much money 's worth of petrol I wanted to put in before it would start pumping.
Who the fucks know how much fuel you need to put into a unfamiliar car to top it up - invariably you have to err on the side of caution in case you don't fill up enough andt the theiving bastards at the hire company shaft you. The problem with that is you don't end up using all of the the petrol you have paid for and the arsehole petrol company trousers the balance.