The cashier granny refueled another car for my 5000 tenge, which did not come out and did not approach the cashier. And she stood out like we Kazakhs all look the same, and the gunman clung to the gun and even the one who refueled did not ask for a receipt for what kind of gasoline, etc. Until I called 112 and 102, the cashier unlocked for a long time and sent me a check. When the operas called and said they were coming and when I opened and showed the receipt. Only then did the old cashier wake up. Take away the old cashiers and the strange pistols.