[xianfox]

I still can't believe what I'm seeing. After all these years we still have these new fangled gas pumps around. I figured those things were just going to be a fad. Who would want to give up those majestic old gas pumps of yesteryear?

I remember, and even long for, the day back when we had those old crank gas pumps—no computers there, let me tell you. They had a glass globe on the top where I could see the gas that was being delivered to my car; no wondering if they were robbing me blind. Heck, today I wonder what I'm even paying for. I mean, I never even see the gas, how do I know they're not just pumping air into my tank?

I even have to put my credit card in before it'll let me pump my gas. No digging out cash from my wallet and coins from my pocket. No change back from that kid that had more grease than ink on it. And that greasy kid used to pump it for me, I didn't even touch the pump and I smelled like gas. In fact, the smell, the very essence, of gas was everywhere. Now I pump my own gas. And I barely even smell like gas anymore with that new vapor capturing system. Plus, no greasy kid to scratch my paint job with his money changer or forget to put the gas cap back on.

Oh how I long for the good old days and those old crank gas pumps to fuel my ride.