The Buffalo Bill Historical Center gives stickers to their visitors so they can leave and return to the museum. Or as free advertising. I find these damned things stuck on everything: menus, walls, tables (top and bottom), chairs, booth seats, paper towel dispensers, the floor, the outside of the building, trees, ketchup and BBQ sauce bottles, toilets, sinks, sides of the trash cans, the sneeze guard on the salad bar, dishes and silverware. Personally, I think the easiest way to dispose of the stickers is to peel them off, roll them in a ball and leave them with the table trash.
I also think if a person is culturally aware enough to spend money to get into the museum, they should be smart enough to properly dispose of the stickers in a somewhat less asinine manner. And before anyone blames the kids, I rarely see kids with these stickers. It’s adults who have to plaster the stickers all over the restaurant.
I think the Buffalo Bill Historical Center either needs to stop giving the stickers or they need to send out a clean up crew. Or maybe an IQ test is in order.
Quote of the Night:
Boy Cook Jarrod: “…it was worse than the time I branded my ass.”
Conversation of the Night:
Katrina: (rushing to the food window) “Can I get a side of rib sauce?!”
Boy Cook Jarrod: “Blah, blah, blah, pong, blah, blah, blah, spilled, blah, blah…”
Katrina: “Yeah. I have all the time in the world to stand here and listen to you.”