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Originally Posted by homoe
Do you remember when gas stations were called Service Stations?
Usually it was a man who ran out and asked you how much gas you wanted, checked the oil, washed the windshield, and then asked if you wanted your tires checked?
Gas was so cheap then I think my father always replied 'fill her up"
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I do! I even posted a few years ago that the economy was soooooo bad after grad school, that the only place I could find a job was working at a service station.
Did you ever own a car that didn't have an operational gas gauge??? *lol* I did. I remember having to calculate how many gallons of gas the tank would hold, then keep track of how many miles I could get from one gallon of gasoline. Then because I had this irrational fear of being stuck in gridlock traffic, with no gas station around for miles, that I'd always pull.into the service station, my favorite one

, and say "fill her up!", knowing I had only used about one or two gallons of gasoline. *lol*
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Originally Posted by Glenn
Nowadays, I wonder how many people would get their container of pepper spray out of their purse or glove compartment?
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I have several pepper spray devices: a big one on my key chain, one for my purse, and one by my nightstand table. I've never kept them in a glove box. Close proximity works best for me.