Just a short while ago, my doorbell rang, and as I headed to the door - I noticed it was two "older" ladies. As soon as I opened the door, the lady holding a clipboard said "we need you to sign this petition to stop the sale of beer at the Teepee."Just to set the scene, the Teepee used to be similar to a Dairy Queen/Tastee Freeze establishment in this residential neighborhood. It has fallen on hard times in the past several years, with the building of a new school located now 4 miles away. Our town is essentially dying and this business is on the verge.
I know the owner, and read last week that there would be a petition going around our neighborhood to bar the owner from getting a D-1 license (beer for on site consumption or carry-out).
"Just sign here, because we don't want a beer joint here and it is a dangerous intersection" she exclaims.
I then proceed "I am familiar with the application and I will talk to Danny before I would even consider signing something against a potential business."
She didn't like that response at all. "You young people don't understand the dangers of having all this alcohol around!"
"Excuse me...I was married to an alcoholic, my children like their drink, but they are responsible people. Far be it from me to stand in the way of someone wanting to eke out a living from a dying town," was my snarky reply. "I don't see that a threat of a beer joint, as you call it, will come to fruition because of the size of the building and lack of parking. My understanding it is primarily for carry-out!"
Needless to say, they didn't like that either. I think they saw my nose ring and tattoo and figured I am a loser. Too bad for them - I did not sign their petition, but knowing the area as I do, they will probably get their way - at least not with my help. I should chase them down and THANK them for considering me YOUNG!!!
Assholes! Later....................
