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While reading another thread, I thought of mine. Many eons ago when I was a teenager, I got a part time job at a gas station. It was pumping gas. My thought was, I could show the boss my capability of auto repair, so I could work in the garage in no time at all. It took one day. Only ONE day. No, not to get to work in the garage. To quit. One day was all I could take working the pumps. Amongst a myriad of reasons, the rude treatment to me ( the snot-nose kid who could dis & 're assemble the engines ) from the customers was one. To them, I was a piece of crap. I hated that job. Since then, I 've always been courteous and say thank you to the attendant. And sometimes tip him for a cup of coffee, especially in cold weather.