No joke....... if I could sneak away, I would. I am full except for a precious few back-in sites and weary travelers have beaten me down. What I have to offer, they don't want. They don't think that in the middle of Missouri they should be required to make a reservation for just one night.
Okay. I would stick a NO Vacancy sign on the door, but they keep coming. Even if I am outside and tell them I have nothing, they still meander towards me and beg me to find them any thing. I am assured that any thing, any thing at all will do. I relent and let them into the office and fill out the registration and warn them that they will have to back in. The site will not be level. The site will in NO WAY be private and far from all others. They agree. They go. They come back. They want to know if I have any thing else and upon hearing that I don't, want a refund.
I am wasting resources. Pennies for those registration forms are adding up and I am sick of voiding credit card transactions. But more than that they are trying my patience and wasting my time. This smile upon my face is not real people.
The weather is wonderful and I am stuck in here selling candy to loud children. A trio of the unsupervised sort have been in no less than 9 times to tell me that the soda machine outside is not dispensing cans. I can assure you that it is and I have gone out to prove just that. After two free cans that I thought were due them................ I find out they aren't putting money in the machine. Raised by wolves, I guess. I kind of lost it at that point and told them not to come back up to my store unless they had a parent in tow. And, yes I made them pay for the soda.
I think I am tired.....mentally. I want to hide. I think I will as soon as I make that handy dandy sign appear on my door.