somewhere, sometime, a different scene played out around these doors, the pump was busy every now and then, and a traveller would stop and sit a spell
how you doing, nice day isn’t it,
going far, what else can I do for you?
now we drive up and wait in line for a self-serve pump
pay the pump with a plastic card, put the gas in ourselves,
and drive away, not a word is spoken. no one cares.
social niceties, and genuine customer service
if it could be seen , would look like the picture above.
still there, however not appreciated, just a memory
of another time and place
PL Precept # 7 Everything exists in relativity
ancestors Day ceremony on the 11th (Tuesday) 10 am)
photo found on social media