Today, I filled up my tank...pushed "yes" when prompted for a written receipt.
No receipt. No notice on screen to "see cashier for receipt".
I walked inside the 7-11 no more than 6 feet to request a receipt.
The guy behind the counter...as Joe Biden pointed out years ago, an Indian with heavy accent...demanding that I wear a mask.
I lost my shit. "Fix your GD pumps and I wouldn't need to come inside, you cork-soaker!"
Got my receipt.