Fryday Follies Extended Hours --

The little vintage Nash Metropolitan - driven by an equally vintage Lil'
Ol' Lady - pulled into the gas station - the last of a dying breed  of
full service stations. The car  stopped by the fuel pump.

":May I help you, Ma'am?" inquired the attendant politely, putting
special emphasis on the "Ma'am", being he was southern born and bred.

In a crisp sharp tone says the Li'l Ol' Lady "Look Sonny!! I want a pint
of gas and a thimble full of oil, and for what I am paying, make sure my
headlights and tail lights are cleaned, and clean my windshield.!!"

The attendent tightened his jaw, silently thinking "It's gonna be one of
those days!"

The attendant rushed around taking care of all the items, and after
finishing up with the pint of gas, hooked up the fuel nozzle, and by
this time fully aggravated, walked around the car to the window and
said "You have your pint of gas and thimble full of oil! So what else do
you want, Lady? Shall I poot in your tires??

Have a good'un!

John Rodgers
88 GL Driver