pumping gas and asking "regular or unleaded?"
checking the oil, washing the windsheild and saying thank you when the customer paid.
Adults were always addressed as "Mr. or Mrs."
Yeah, washing the windshield was SOP at the Atlantic station where I worked. Didn't mind it though because that was about the same time as when mini-skirts were the rage.
I pumped gas in Eastham at Brown's Superette when two piece bathing suits got real small. Me and the other kids had a rating system for the bathing suit clad girls. It was awesome.
Smokey14 gas was $.28 a gallon and cigs were the same.
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