Walked in looking for a bottle opener. The clerk didn't know how to answer me. I said a bottle opener. He said like this and motioned opening a bottle. I said where's your souvenir area? He smiled and shook his head no. I quickly looked around. A plexus glass counter with greasy finger prints all over it. Was visibly steamy inside the case. When I got a closer look, the heat lamp shined on chicken wings and potato wedges. Ugh. Bullet proof glass window? An attendant who doesn't understand? Cardboard on the floor so you don't slip? Steamy treats heating under a heat lamp? Do yourself a favor, run out of gas. Total dump.
All USA
Walked in looking for a bottle opener. The clerk didn't know how to answer me. I said a bottle opener. He said like this and motioned opening a bottle. I said where's your souvenir area? He smiled and shook his head no. I quickly looked around. A plexus glass counter with greasy finger prints all over it. Was visibly steamy inside the case. When I got a closer look, the heat lamp shined on chicken wings and potato wedges. Ugh. Bullet proof glass window? An attendant who doesn't understand? Cardboard on the floor so you don't slip? Steamy treats heating under a heat lamp? Do yourself a favor, run out of gas. Total dump.