Well, yeah. We've got pride thank you very much. Though when people do these sort of weird things I usually play along for the sake of my desire to do what people around me don't expect.
I feel sorry for the man who works those pumps. You'd be surprised how many drivers take out their aggression over fuel prices on the station's attendant.
Running on empty will only damage an in-tank fuel pump and only if you make a habit of it. Cheap cars like Volkswagens and Willys and Crosleys used to lack fuel gauges entirely, instead they had a reserve tank that held about half a gallon. You'd let the thing run dry, switch to the reserve tank, and go find a filling station.
I've got my fair share of such tendencies, though in an unusual fashion. I can't stand things that are perfect, my pictures must be askew, I don't like even numbers, I never buy new things, and if I do buy somthing new I'll carefully break it so it's not perfect anymore. I loosened the bolts on one half of my car's bumper so it would hang at an odd angle and rattle as I went over bumps. I loosen my lightbulbs so they'll flicker when I turn them on. I even cracked the crystal on my watch. And whereas I repair my own clothing I purposefully sew crooked, obvious stitches.
Microwaves do such interesting things. I'm really tired of explaining to Youtube commenters the difference between electromagnetic radiation and particular radiation, though.
I'm going to go ahead and assume my floor is home to a minimum of salmenella and continue to eat stuff off of it no matter how long it's been there. Unless it gets hair on it.
I just want an electric car. Why can't I have an electric car? Screw it, I'm building my own out of an old Volvo. I'll steal the elevator motor from an abandoned building.
I will store every substance I keep in my cupboard in one of these jars. And why the Hell do Englishmen think peanut butter is so weird? I'll bet none o' y'all have even tried it. There are other cultures beside yours and they like to eat different things.
Running on empty will only damage an in-tank fuel pump and only if you make a habit of it. Cheap cars like Volkswagens and Willys and Crosleys used to lack fuel gauges entirely, instead they had a reserve tank that held about half a gallon. You'd let the thing run dry, switch to the reserve tank, and go find a filling station.
I've got my fair share of such tendencies, though in an unusual fashion. I can't stand things that are perfect, my pictures must be askew, I don't like even numbers, I never buy new things, and if I do buy somthing new I'll carefully break it so it's not perfect anymore. I loosened the bolts on one half of my car's bumper so it would hang at an odd angle and rattle as I went over bumps. I loosen my lightbulbs so they'll flicker when I turn them on. I even cracked the crystal on my watch. And whereas I repair my own clothing I purposefully sew crooked, obvious stitches.