Today I took Big Gulp, my Suburban, out for a run and of course had to stop for gas. Now I remember long ago and far away when I was pumpin gas that gas was about 25 cents per gallon. So for one dollar someone could get 4 gallons of gas. Now you get one gallon of gas for four dollars. My how things have changed.
Many customers would get 2 dollars worth and some just a dollars worth of gas, which was not a problem back then. And then there was always the guy who had only 50 cents in his pocket which would buy enough gas to get him home. Yeah right, he went straight to the bar down the street. We had the customers who I think got a big kick out of saying fillerup an check da oil, big spenders. Then they would bitch like crazy when you told them that their oil was a quart low. Took about 3 gallons/$1.50 to fillerup. They were the customers who had tar, not oil in the crankcase. I knew better than to ask when their oil was changed last. Carefully and slowly twist and lower the misaligned squeaky hood before the big spenders would shout dont slam the f***in' hood kid. They were not ready to leave yet. Its time to check the air in their bald tires. So as they left in a puff of smoke muffler dragging it was on to the next customer, 1gallon of gas in the can for his lawn mower.