Let a smile be my Hazmat cover. The last thing I want to be reminded of when filling my tank, surrounded by petroleum vapors, is an accidental explosion. That's why I can't quite grok a Belmont, MA, gas station's decision to invoke the specter of dynamite in their business name. Did they think the image of a fiery blowup might appeal to customers bored with automotive safety? Let's hope T.N.T. stands for the initials of the owners (Tom 'n' Tillie, perhaps) and not Trinitrotoluene.
19 January 2010
Risky Business Dept.
Let a smile be my Hazmat cover. The last thing I want to be reminded of when filling my tank, surrounded by petroleum vapors, is an accidental explosion. That's why I can't quite grok a Belmont, MA, gas station's decision to invoke the specter of dynamite in their business name. Did they think the image of a fiery blowup might appeal to customers bored with automotive safety? Let's hope T.N.T. stands for the initials of the owners (Tom 'n' Tillie, perhaps) and not Trinitrotoluene.
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1 comment:
You do such big-attraction, chain-reaction
things to me,
They ought to make you wear a sign of danger:
T.N.T.!
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