The business consists of 3 teenagers who are intent
on doing as little as possible. I pulled around from
front to back (a distance of approx 10 ft) and was the
only car there. These juvenile delingquents kept
grilling me for my receipt, which was someplace in
my backseat but where I didn't know. I suggested
a novel approach -- ask the 3rd of the 3 stooges
if I didn't just pay him. Finally they accepted his
word (abt 10 mins had elapsed) and gave me my
new receipt. They kept screaming at me about
having lost the other one (please arrest me). It
was a lousy job that cost $7 bucks and one of
the car wipers (stooge #2) was working with one
entire arm bandaged up, so I got ripped off by
some insulent young delinquents, one of which
should not have been there collecting a salary
with one arm non-functional. I will not return.
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