Sure, this gas station is super-conveniently located, right by the juncture of I-89 and I-91. Yes,…read morethe gas is decently priced and the place was clean and the station interior, well-laid out. I stopped here this summer enroute from Montreal to Boston. The kids and I were hungry for lunch so I ventured inside the station (oops, sorry, the "market"), to ask if there was a restaurant or diner nearby they'd recommend.
What the guy behind the counter said to me just astounded me. He said "I have no idea. I never eat out".
Like, what? I repeated, well, has he heard of any decent places from anyone (thinking, surely, in this small town, even if it's true that this guy never ever ever had a meal outside of his White River Junction home, surely he's HEARD of a restaurant that was good, right?). Nope! He said perhaps the restaurant down the street was good but he doesn't know, he 's never been there, he's "an eat-in kind of guy".
I am quoting him verbatim.
Meanwhile, he never looked up at me, as he was sorting money in the cash register. Not once did he look up, or make any sort of eye contact.
This whole exchange was out of a Jerry Seinfeld episode (for those of you who get the reference!). Who out there lives in a small town (let alone, perhaps, a large city) who can't recommend a place for a passer-through to get lunch?
Worst customer service ever.