Shell Station

THANK YOU BOB! Yes, Shell-​ing it out to the SHell-​mobsters is a way of getting the media to point out the indecent practices of the petro-​chem friends of bushncheneyites!!! Best of luck to you in your retirement.
I got some gas @ 5:30 am and it was worth it for the V-​power and I only waited about 5 minutes.
The going-​out-​of-​business deal — $ 2.99 a gallon for regular, a penny more for higher octane — happened at the Shell station at Sixth and Harrison streets, which closed for good around 5 p.m. after its tanks ran dry.
The lower cost gas prompted drivers from near and far to come to the South of Market station, where they waited in lines that snaked a block down Harrison Street and lasted up to three hours for some drivers.
The Chevron station across the street was selling regular gas for $ 3.57 a gallon — for once, a steeper price than its competitor across the street.
Bob Oyster, the Shell station’s owner, had been in the news before. He garnered national attention earlier this month when he raised the price of gas at his station to more than $ 4 a gallon in what he said was a protest of Shell. He said that the company charges independent owners high prices, cutting his profits.
But on Wednesday — one day before his station would close for good — Oyster changed tack, lowered his prices and said he would pump gas until the last 6,000 gallons were gone. He plans to turn over the station keys to Shell on Friday.
The lines started early this morning and were still going strong around 1 p.m. when attendant Si Wong hung up an «All Out» sign in the window. Wong said the gas station still had about 4,000 gallons of regular unleaded gas left — premium had run out an hour-​and-​a half earlier — but that the computer network had gone down.
HHEYYY baby… watch for the next PENINSULA HOTEL-​SAN FRANCISCO or whatevah high priced hooker attraction hotel to be built in this south of market place because it is standard for former gas stations to be filled in and have a GYNOrmous real estate project move into the space for the revenue babe… it’s all about the moooolllaahhhh… sad…sad…sad…because…what we need are free yellow bicycles or rickshaws to take us from one place to another and not be bothered with MUNIserable or parking… if that were ever a possibility…

$ 4.33 per gallon of gas is awesome!
At first I was going to lay into this Shell station for being so stupid to charge $ 4.33 per gallon for unleaded when the Chevron RIGHT ACROSS THE STREET is only charging $ 3.59 for the same unleaded. No wonder Shell was EMPTY and Chevron was BUSY. DUH!
But then I read Ayse’s Unilocal review and the link to the article why that Shell is charging so much. The retiring owner of that Shell station (Bob Oyster) is making a statement to the big corporation for squeezing him so much so that’s why he’s charging so much and doesn’t care if he sells any gas.
Bottom line: Little guy standing up to big corporate America — big kudos to you and all the power to you Bob. (And support him by getting your gas across the street at Chevron.)
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Update ⁵⁄₃₁: Today is apparently this Shell’s last day so the last 6000 gallons of gas will go for $ 2.99/gallon. Get it while you can!

World famous for selling gas at $ 4.33 a gallon.
It seems the station owner is getting squeezed out by his supplier so he’s protesting big oil, greed, and corporate profits. So he’s on the radio from coast to coast, even overseas, all for overcharging the gas.
His real problem is there’s no auto repair, no store, no bathroom, not even a little booth to sell candy, jerky, and red bull. Just a tiny lot with a few pumps and a couple soda machines. You can’t make money that way.
Damn, if I sell you a gallon for $ 10 can I be the next pope?

UPDATE and APOLOGY: 5÷10÷07
Well, finally I understand why the prices at this shell station were so high. Though I have to say that I probably would’ve protested in a different way…
(turns out the franchise owner was setting the prices so high in order to protest the prices charged to him by Shell and is now going out of business).
ORIGINAL REVIEW:
they must sell crack at the «gas» station. If not, how else could they justify charging at least30 cents above the Chevron ACROSS the street???
Everytime I am in the neighborhood, I make a point of driving by these two gas stations and comparing their prices. Last night the Chevron had 91 octane at $ 3.89, and the Shell at $ 4.50. Yep, you heard right FOUR FIFTY. It doesn’t even come with full serve or a free car wash. I think last night the sixty cent surcharge was even too much for crackheads because noone was there.
So if gas is all they sell, who would ever shop there? UCSF shuttles? Muni busses? People on expense accounts? Yea, I guess it would be a legitimate way to get revenge from your company for sticking you in a subcompact car on your business trip…
If ANYone understands their business plan, please comment on it…

Fumes. And my car started to get bitter on the highway.
Mother****
I kept my eyes on that ubiquitous orange light blinking on and off, slowly, with minute precision. And at the moment lapse between the slow flash, I conveniently blinked. And there it was again. A reddish orange. Glaring. Hey, you.
I was halfway over the Bay Bridge and stuck in the horrid of all horrid traffic to plague the Bay Area commute, slower than the housewives phrase of blowing pepper up the arse of the devil and making him move. Not in this case.
As I chugged along the exit, I made my pathetic way down Harrison and turned right onto the Shell station on the corner of Harrison and Sixth. The Chevron across the way waved at me sarcastically.
«Damn!», I thought to myself. Shell was about 10 cents more.
As I pumped away my life’s blood, I wiped down my windows and waved away the attendant who came running out. Thanks, I can do it myself.
Location? Clean. Well lit. And accessible from the freeway. I like this Shell, especially for the lone female during those darker late evenings.
I don’t like the fuel thiever, however. I cursed inwardly at myself more when I looked at the price of supplying my car’s vampirish thirst for the basic unleaded variety:
$ 3.71.
!!!@@@@@@??? WTF!!!
Total charge of approximately $ 52.00, down my financial drain and into the gut of my Camry. I drove away growling, while she purred all the way to the Off Market theater on Mission.