Wednesday, May 1, 2013

GAS

Remember the old days, when you went to the gas station to fill-up so that your car would get you to a restaurant where you could...”fill up?” At the gas station, a guy would walk up to your car and ask if what you needed. He would pump the gas, check the oil and wiper fluid and, if need be, pull your car into the garage and fix whatever was wrong with it. He would then hand you a bunch of S&H Green Stamps that you would put into books until you saved enough for new dishes. Some places even cut out the middle man and just gave you the dishes. Then you would pull into the restaurant, park, go inside, be seated, waited on and fed. Pretty good deal.. Things got a little easier when fast food restaurants started to pop up everywhere. How easy was that? After you pull into the gas station and pump your own gas while neglecting to check the oil and wiper fluid, you drive a short distance, find a building where you see a clown's nose to speak into, order your food, pull up to the next window, get your food and drive home.....or eat in the car. Your choice. There isn't a whole lot that's easier to do then talk into a clown's nose and drive forward a few feet. Things have now, however, gotten even less complicated. Now, when you pump your own gas, neglect the fluid checks and go into the former garage turned convenience store, you can also buy dinner for your family. Many of the aforementioned fast food establishments have re-established themselves inside gas stations. So now, you can fill your car with gas, go inside and fill your body with gas. “Honey, I'm gonna go fill up the car, want some chicken?” would have made no sense at all not that long ago. Now they give you choices, inside and out. So many questions. Should I pump regular or high test? Do I want Taco Bell or Godfather's Pizza? Do I want to buy some exorbitantly over priced food to prepare at home or stand in a line for the next twenty minutes to buy a lottery ticket when I could actually save time by just throwing a couple of dollars into the trash can on the way out? And, what the hell are S&H Green Stamps? You used to “Look for the man with the bright, red Texaco Star” when you needed gas. Now, the sign will have a picture of a chihuahua and a Kentucky Colonel.And we wonder why there's so much confusion in the world. THAT'S HOW I FEEL...........WHAT CAN I TELL YA'

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