Thursday, March 11, 2010
Have you ever thought what it must be like to pump gas all day long? Apart from inhaling fumes constantly, the only conversation is "Fill with regular" or "$20 of premium"...and so on. Compare this to a visit to the barber (or hairdresser) where we try to fill the void with small talk. So now that I use the same gas station every time, I try to greet the attendant with a smile and hello and try to make some conversation beyond the needs of my gas tank. To date reward is a big smile and "my" attendant who hurries over to serve me each time I fill up.