Friar Versus the Grayheads Part IV
Recap: Last week (see Part III) the main editorial of the Splat Creek Chronicle singled me out (yet again!) for my complaint about local store hours.
This week: I wrote a rebuttal, borrowing largely from one of my earlier posts where I listed specific first-hand examples of bad customer service. I didnt’ use any actual names, but we’re so small here, it wouldn’t be hard to figure out which stores I was talking about.
(Though to be fair, I also pointed out that we have many other excellent businesses in town, and my comments do not include them.)
Several people cautioned me against writing this letter.
Don’t do it, Friar. I would watch it, Friar. People might take it the wrong way. You never know…
65 years ago, our teenagers joined WWII to fight the Nazis. 45 years ago, people dodged tear gas and attack dogs to march for their civil rights.
If they could do that, then surely I should be able to withstand any minor inconveniences arising from a slightly-controversial letter I submitted to a small town paper.
Besides, maybe store owners SHOULD see letters like mine, so they’d realize how their own staff treat their customers.
Well, I’m pleased to say I got published. Front and center on the editorial page. In fact, it was the ONLY letter published this week.
Well, to be fair, that’s not a huge accomplishment, considering how slow the news is around here. Last month, we were treated to a 1000-word essay from Gramma Carcajou whining about the phone repair man.
No nasty phones calls yet, and no Senior Stalkers coming to my house. However, several co-workers (including my old landlord who stopped me on the street) all complimented me and said I was hilarious.
But not everyone is happy, though. Yesterday I heard someone call me in the grocery store. I turned around to see this old guy (another retiree…big surprise!) He raised his eyebrows, and sarcastically commented that he’s surprised to see that I’m actually shopping here.
Excuse me…do I KNOW YOU ?
What does Mr. MetaMucil expect…that because I don’t like the service, I’m suddenly going to stop buying FOOD?
Well, you can be pretty sure the angry letters will start pouring in…something is building up here. You can sense it.
But we’ll have to wait until next week, when the next paper comes out.
In the mean time, stay on the lookout for angry mobs with pitchforks and torches. Friar may have to lay low for a while.