Why is that when we need gas we go looking for a service station but there is always no service?
In the old days, every station had an attendant, or two, who came running out to ask which gasoline grade and then actually serviced your car.
Overheard back in those days:
After cleaning the windshield, side, and back windows and after checking the air in the tires, and after checking the wiper blades for wear, but before collecting the $3 due for the fill up, the attendant asked the elderly female driver if he could check the dipstick.
The lady said, "No he's at home."