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My friend, Mary Ellen, found this on her windshield when she returned to her car after shopping in the Rocky Mount Harris Teeter. The Teeter reserves a parking spot for veterans. Mary Ellen is a veteran. She feels honored to be able to utilize this space when she shops.
To the jackass who left this on her car: she served in the Navy on the USS Acadia from 1993-1994 (until decommissioned) and then on San Clemente Island from 1994-1996.
Perhaps her petite frame and shy demeanor gave you the false impression that she's just some little gal who wanted a front park at the Teeter so she wouldn't have to walk those extra steps.
Perhaps you are a veteran and thought some lady took a space you felt was reserved only for you. Or maybe you live under a rock and think women can't be veterans.
You could be seeking shelter at the Embassy Suites because you're escaping an area infested with the coronavirus, and it's making you ornery.
Maybe you're a local. Perhaps you work at the hotel. Did you "appropriate" their notepads? (That's a military term, by the way.)
I have no idea.
What I do know is leaving a snarky note on a car is equivalent to sitting behind a computer monitor and trolling people on the internet. It's cowardly. And mean. It's also unnecessary.
To Mary Ellen (or Melon, as I affectionately call her), thank you for serving. Thank you for being a kind person. And thank you for being my friend. In the words of the late, great John Wayne, "Don't let the bastards get you down"! I love you, girl!
To the jackass who left this on her car: she served in the Navy on the USS Acadia from 1993-1994 (until decommissioned) and then on San Clemente Island from 1994-1996.
Perhaps her petite frame and shy demeanor gave you the false impression that she's just some little gal who wanted a front park at the Teeter so she wouldn't have to walk those extra steps.
Perhaps you are a veteran and thought some lady took a space you felt was reserved only for you. Or maybe you live under a rock and think women can't be veterans.
You could be seeking shelter at the Embassy Suites because you're escaping an area infested with the coronavirus, and it's making you ornery.
Maybe you're a local. Perhaps you work at the hotel. Did you "appropriate" their notepads? (That's a military term, by the way.)
I have no idea.
What I do know is leaving a snarky note on a car is equivalent to sitting behind a computer monitor and trolling people on the internet. It's cowardly. And mean. It's also unnecessary.
To Mary Ellen (or Melon, as I affectionately call her), thank you for serving. Thank you for being a kind person. And thank you for being my friend. In the words of the late, great John Wayne, "Don't let the bastards get you down"! I love you, girl!
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