The place I've worked at for twenty-some years builds and rebuilds fuel systems for gas stations and industry. We had a site pretty well tore up, with the tanks pulled out of the ground, concrete piled everywhere and had just loaded the old pumps on a trailer to take back to the shop when a man and woman wormed their car through a maze of flasher barricades, stacks of fuming dirt, backhoes and air compressors to pull alongside the trailer.
"Are these pumps working?" said the driver.
"No! They're not even hooked up to nothin'. What the hell's wrong with you?" says we.
"O..." sez he."Just check the tires then."
'Course this was in Florida during tourist season and to be expected....