What was even more amazing was that stations actually paid people to pump your gas for you. And they actually checked your oil and tire pressure. If a tire was low they added air which, at that time, was free! A major employer of teens that no longer exists. I remember the first time I filled up with gas and found out that I had to pump my own gas and the first time I had to pay for the air that I needed to put in a low tire. Just threw a tizzy fit!
In our area stations are on each of the four corners of every major intersection and each has their “convenience store”. They do a huge lunch business from what I would suspect are illegals and there is an abundance of small brown paper bags being carried out which, I’m sure, contain a can of soda. LOL
LOL. I remember a woman who would come in on occasion, whose husband told her the air in her tires needed to changed. We played along with it. Figured he just needed a break from her. Also don't forget we would always wash the windows.