on the road
Service Station
Heading for Amarillo to buy an Amaryllis,
I pulled into the station,
told gas guy to fill us.
He laughed,
“You must be old school,
from back when we sold service
and cared about the customer
until we found them clueless,
you’re now no more than number,
low down on the fool stool,
useful,
yet quite useless,
so wipe your window,
fill your tank,
and pay us as you leave
and please,
say thanks.”
– Smith, 2.20.2015
