Someone to help me take out my groceries (of which there were MANY) and load my car.
This used to be a standard part of the shopping experience. An adolescent boy in his special grocery store uniform would help you out if you wanted him to. Which I sometimes did, actually.
But now? No. The helpful grocery store boys have gone the way of the helpful gas station attendants and I miss all of them sometimes. Like I did early this morning when I was slinging bags of dog food and cartons of soda and other things of an awkward size into the back of my car.
What do you miss?