The bell made a sharp, double clang every time a car pulled over the black rubber hose. It was the soundtrack of my life for three years. Yo
The double clang of the black rubber hose |
This was 1972 at a Texaco on the edge of town. Gas was thirty-four cents a gallon. We were full service, which meant I was a combination of a waiter, a mechanic, and a janitor. You did not just pump… |
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The bell made a sharp, double clang every time a car pulled over the black rubber hose. It was the soundtrack of my life for three years. You heard it in your sleep. If a car hit that hose at two in the morning while you were dozing in the chair, you were on your feet and out the door before your eyes were even fully open. |
This was 1972 at a Texaco on the edge of town. Gas was thirty-four cents a gallon. We were full service, which meant I was a combination of a waiter, a mechanic, and a janitor. You did not just pump the fuel. You were at the drivers window before they had the engine off. You asked how much they wanted, but usually they just said to fill it with Sky Chief. |
The first move was always the same. You walked to the back, unscrewed the cap, and set the nozzle. Then you grabbed the squeegee and the bucket of blue water. People think washing a windshield is just moving dirt around, but there was a craft to it. You did the side mirrors first, then the big glass. You pulled the squeegee down in long, straight strokes. If you left a streak |
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