My husband,Bud,used to work with Jeb, an older fellow who was deaf as a post, but couldn’t be bothered with a hearing aid. Jeb followed the conversation as best he could, and guessed at the rest. In his younger days, he’d run a full-service filling station. Jeb was filling up a lady’s automobile one day when she asked if he had Resr Room. He heard whisk broom, not Rest Room “No Ma’am we don’t.”. He said, noting the dirt on the mat at her feet. “But just lift your feet up. I’ll blow it out with the air hose.”
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