Hubby and I were just talking the other day about how life used to be when you went to the “service” station.
The attendant came out in a uniform and a hat, greeted you by name, would always wash the headlights and the windshield, check the oil and oftentimes he would check the tire pressure. All of this for a five gallon of gas purchase!
I want those days back again! I absolutely hate pumping gas!!!