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  1. Interesting pictures. I really hate being waited on. Sure restaurants, there’s no choice, but I’d rather do my own gas. Not that it’s a choice anymore.


    1. I really hated doing my own gas at first in Upstate New York, but having to make small talk with the gas attendants in new Jersey was trying at times. 🙂 I don’t mind having my husband fill the tank for me. 🙂


      1. Funny the gas attendants in New Jersey never were interested in small talk with me. Are you sure you weren’t flirting.


      2. I’m sure I was flirting. They gave me cookies sometimes 🙂


  2. maedez says:

    I’m with Jacqui! I love the pics, but I do not like being waited on. I’m too impatient. Plus, I can do things for myself. 🙂 The last time I was at a full-service gas station was in Nova Scotia, and I hated it (not NS, but the gas station).


    1. Nova Scotia is so beautiful and wild. I have totally come round to pumping my own gas. 🙂 At first being from NJ I thought pumping gas was a complicated and mysterious thing! lol


      1. maedez says:

        It’s gorgeous!

        I was taught how to pump gas when I was 9 or 10! Full-serve stations were becoming a rare thing in Ohio by then.


      2. Precocious in so many ways. 😉


      3. maedez says:

        Haha! In this instance, I think we can chalk it up to my not being an idiot.


      4. I’m just imagining a mini-you manning up at the pump. Your mother must have been delighted with you.


  3. Look how happy she is just having her car filled with gas. Seems true still today. 🙂


  4. Luanne says:

    I loved being waited on at a gas station. My grandpa owned a Sunoco station.


    1. On cold mornings I really appreciated the service.

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