I have went out of my way to frequent this location for over 10 years (even before the new construction.) I enjoyed the privilege of paying cash after pumping gas to save a nickle per gallon. The coffee is usually fresh and strong, the scratcher tickets are easy to see, lots of liquor choices, fun novelty junk, and tasty sub sandwiches. Honestly other gas stations are equally priced, without the nickle gimmick getting your cash. Often the line is backed-up and moving slow. Its easy to be a jerk if you cash in your lotto near rush hour.
I would easily estimate spending $100 per week at dirt cheap, but never again. Today I had a horribly degrading experience. Im still rattled and upset from it. Im useing this as a therapeutic outlet. When I arrived around 10am I noticed a police officer behaving strange in the parking lot. I proceeded to pump my gas, and go inside to pay. I told the cashier I pumped exactly $25 and would also like to cash in my scratcher tickets and purchase a few more. She happened to be talking into her bluetooth and in the middle of filling out paperwork on an earlier, "gas and go" I gathered that's why the police officer was there. She added up my winnings of $28. I picked out a few more scratchers and then she charged me $9 more dollars. I left in a rush knowing I was already running late for a 10:30 appointment. Shortly after leaving the officer that was at Dirt Cheap was pulling me over. Since my boyfriend is a correction officer, my father a retired police cheif, and my cousin a DEA agent, I understand their job is difficult and dangerous. I put my hands on the steering wheel and answered every question with quick poiteness. I have absolutely no record, my car is legal and up to date, I had lottery tickets I just purchased, and a wallet full of cash. He proceeded to accuse me of stealing gas and would not accept any other answer. He was condescending and berated me to the point of lashing out, but I refrained, becoming overly frustrated barely holding back my tears. I faced the fact that no matter what I said he was not going to believe me. I even explained how long Ive been going to that dirt cheap and surly the employees would recognize that Im a good customer. I asked if we could go back there and talk to the cashier. He then yelled at me for trying to dictate the situation. He was young, immature, arrogant, and mean, featuring an ego and image problem. I sum it up to, "little man" syndrome. Hopefully, with the correct guidance and training he becomes a better judge of character and develops an intelligent vocabulary. Eventually he sends me back to Dirt Cheap to pay another $25. He tails me the whole way. I attempt to talk to the cashier, but of cource there is a long line. I tried to talk about what happened and was harshly ignored. I paid another $25 to the other cashier. I was friendly, optimistic and willing to schrug it all aside. I stated to my earlier cashier, (the one that now has two stolen gas n' goes in one day) that I did not plan to make her day any harder and sorry if I did. She purposely ignored me and probably pocketed my $25. There was no reason for her to ignore me, or accuse me of stealing. I was an excellent long time customer that was treat like low life scum. For now on I will gas up at the more convenient QT and 7/11. read more
