I'm pausing my journey home to St. Louis from Omaha just to tell you how bad this gas station is. Sad? Maybe. But you'll thank me later.
I didn't buy gas here. I only stopped with intentions to use the restroom and buy a hot chocolate for caffeine. I ended up accomplishing just one of those tasks because :
* a tall, bearded, dirty man stared at me for my entire walk to the restroom
* the sign showing the way to the restroom used a large image of a gun instead of an arrow to point the way
* the restroom was dirty and water was everywhere
* the lock to the stall I used was broken
* there was pee on the seat (not the station's fault, but still)
* all trash cans inside and outside were overflowing.
I skipped the hot chocolate and got the hell out of there. Time to go home to civilization. read more