I used to do that at Albertsons as a teen. I think they still have people doing that.
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This is probably before your time, but I miss the full service gas stations. The guy would come out and ask you how much, and if they could check your fluids and clean your windshield.
Damn, this brings back memories. It makes me want to take the Studebaker down to Signal, and filler up with a full tank of Ethyl, motherfucker’s.
~Patrick
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There are hardly even cashiers when I buy groceries, let alone baggers. It's almost all self checkout. I do remember the baggers asking if I needed help but I always said no thank you.
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Mine still do but I always say I'll do it myself.
Donna/LadyGigi Savige needs to sit her ass down!