'Welcome center' made blood boil
There I was traveling late on my way back to my adopted home of West Virginia from a weekend family visit. The welcome sign greeted me at the border, as did a half dozen deer grazing where I parked near the end of the welcome center car lot. As I made my way to the facilities the attendant was outside having a smoke. I gave him a polite nod in passing when I hear in a rather gruff and threatening tone, "You know you're not allowed to sleep here in your truck all night, don't you?" Meanwhile the truck lot is half full, but I see no other people. I wonder what they were doing? Did he say the same to each of them?
"Yeah, I know that," I reply and thought, "What a jerk."
I usually ignore jerks and intended to, but this literally made my blood boil. I actually saw my doctor the next day for high blood pressure. I was tired and needed to take a nap, but I no longer could. I returned to him from my vehicle and as mean, and hateful as I could be, I let him know that was no way to greet a visitor to a "welcome center" to West Virginia. During my rant, he could not (or wouldn't) tell me what state agency he worked for. He did give me his boss's name, but stammered while giving me the name, which he could not spell for me! He also repeatedly apologized saying he was just doing what his boss told him!
What a poor first impression that would leave had I been a to new visitor to our "wonderful" state. Yes, we have our problems, but I still think West Virginia is pretty wonderful.
In my rant, I let him know that I would be contacting his boss, the governor, my senators and anybody else that I could think of who may care. Liars and hypocrites rank slightly lower than jerks on my list of least favorites, so I try hard not to be one on that list.
Welcome to "Wild and Wonderful" West Virginia and have a good day.
Michael O. Troyan