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In 1980 at the local Chevrolet dealership, a newly hired salesman was sent out to help clean the service area. He was filling a repurposed 55 gallon drum with water and leaned out over it with a cigarette lighter to see how full it was. That was the last thing he ever did. Supposedly it took...

Back in my gas pumping days a woman tossed her cigarette out onto the ground while I was filling her tank. When I called her out on it, she made it clear that she didn't want to hear about it.

Funny, I thought the same thing at the time.

I had never experienced static sparks from fueling, until last month. I had (2) 55 gallon drums of #2 heating oil setting on the bed mat in back of my truck, pumping them into an oil tank. Every time that I touched the steel pickup line I got zapped.

Every time that I see this on the road I'm reminded of the Ford Pinto. I once drove 50 miles, and over the course of the trip saw several gad and fuel cans along the side of the road. I've always suspected they had come from one of those carriers.