Posted: Jul 17, 2008, 6:39 AM CST
True story -
When I was 20 years old, I was assistant manager of a full service gas station. (Remember those? Gas filled, oil checked, windows washed and, unless you wanted a cold drink, you never even had to get out of the car!)
One day a pretty little blonde wearing a halter top and driving a blue convertible pulled up to the regular pump. Terry, another "gas jockey," immediately jumped up and said, "I'll take this one, Boss! You just sit and rest!" I replied, "Naw, Terry, you've been working awfully hard today (we'd had a total of
3 customers in the last 45 minutes), so why don't you just take it easy and I'll handle it - besides with that fancy car, she might need something special."
Terry said, "No, you're always complaining about how hard
you work, so just put your feet up on the desk and I'll go see what she needs." I said, "Terry, I'm the by-gawd boss! And I'm ordering you to sit your butt down and take it easy!" and out the door I went.
Upon reaching the drivers' side of the car, I nonchalantly leaned on the door (taking in the full view of this lovely young lady, who was also wearing short-shorts) and said, "Good afternoon, Ma'am! What can I
do to you?"
Before she could reply, I started blushing so furiously that I had to go back inside and tell Terry, "Don't say a damn thing, just go out there and help the lady!"
...He filled her tank, checked the oil and washed her windshield and she was still laughing as she drove away...