Texaco

I have been trading at this gas station for twenty years since 1995. The condition of the sign in this photo expresses the condition of the station, store and service. I go here because it is the only station in Rome that accepts my Chevron gas card, but the place has been in a constant state of disrepair since I have been going there. Many times several of the pumps are out of order or you cannot get a receipt without going inside because the pumps are also out of repair. I usually fill up and go in to use the rest room, since I currently have a frequent urination problem that is being treated. So on this day I filled up and went in to use the rest room. When I walked in the men’s room the door was open with a 2X4 in the door, but it smelled clean and freshly washed, so I took out the 2X4, locked the door and proceeded to relieve myself. Halfway through there was a loud banging on the door and a woman shouted «this bathroom is out of order. Didn’t you read the sign?» I explained that the door was open and the sign must have been on the outside where I could not see it. She then screamed «didn’t you see the shit spread all over the place?» and I replied that I would be out in a minute. She went away and then came back again banging on the door and told me to «get out now!» I finished up and wiped up my dribbles and then went out. I waited in line at the check out to confront the woman. When I got to the window, I asked her why she had screamed at me and that I had never been treated so rudely before. She said she had been cleaning up someone’s mess in there and I should not have gone in (which of course was not the impression I got since the sign was placed on the back of the door, and I can’t be a mind reader.) I was curious as to why she was angry at something someone else had done and she was taking it out on me. I asked her her name and she said, «Sherry,» and I asked for the owner’s contact information and she said all she said was that she did not know his name. I then asked her who signed her pay check and she said «Alan» and that he would be in later that day. I informed her that I had remained a faithful customer here for the past twenty years but I had purchased my last gas here. She said she didn’t care whether I bought gas here or not. I suggested that she get some more education, particularly human relations training, so that she could get a better job or do a better job at the one she had. She wadded up some paper and threw it down as I left. Last time at Turner-​McCall Chevron.