Dear Highway Convenience Stores:
You are the great equalizer. You bring all travelers together, and do not discriminate.
Everyone will need to get gas.
Everyone will need to pee.
Everyone will need a snack.
Perhaps this:
I am addicted to Slim Jims, preferably the Tabasco-flavored ones. At Al’s Market in Forsyth, only a few original flavored remained.
Of course I picked up the empty boxes of the other flavors, and asked the cashier.
Me: Any more of these anywhere?
Her: They all got gone yesterday when everyone was traveling.
Ah yes. Everyone traveling over the holidays, including me. I drove back and forth to Savannah twice.
So I saw plenty in your environs.
Some things to brand me as the redneck I can be:
Some things to confuse me:
Who flushes part of the way and why?
Many things, actually.
I really am not that close with someone to make full use of this bathroom.
And some that annoy:
Should I also notify the cashier about missing punctuation?
Thank you for your existence, and for your capacity to amuse me.
Happy New Year!
Beth
Observe and report 
Great post 🙂
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Thank you!
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