I had no idea. I pulled up and started to get out of Chick to filler up. I got a very puzzled look from the station attendant. Seems he would like to pump my gas for me. Well, then. Be my guest.
Awesome throwback. And at the same price as other stations in the area.
It so reminded me of when I was a little girl at grampa’s house which was situated right next to the gas station he owned/operated. He’d be out there pumping gas, washing windshields, checking oil, even in sub-zero Wisconsin winters… Grampa was awesome to watch. And I miss him.