From my FB Memories folder this morning - this happened over 50 years ago: I remember buying a pack of cigarettes once. I don't smoke. I was working the Graveyard shift alone at a Gull gas station in Kent (south of Seattle), and three guys came in, two tall guys and a short guy. I saw the little guy sneak a pack of cigarettes into his pocket, and I told him he owed me 50 cents or whatever it was back then. Standing between his two friends, he smiled and said "frisk me". I shrugged, and told them to leave. Mario, the station franchise owner ran a tight ship, and even if the pumps and your till were off by only 3 pennies, those pennies came out of your paycheck. I think that's the only pack of cigarettes I ever bought in my life...