11-13-2008, 08:38 PM
here's a story from the bad old days ...
when my ex and I moved to Taos, back in 1969, most of the businesses had signs that said hippies couldn't use the restrooms EVEN IF YOU WERE A PAYING CUSTOMER. My first experience in town was having driven all the way from California, getting gas, asking for the restroom key and being refused. Welcome to New Mexico.
Just saying, I've seen worse than requiring you be a customer!
The lumber yard had a sign saying they would refuse service to anyone they considered a health menace. This meant hippies ... not even allowed to buy lumber!
I definitely support having public restrooms ... I do know what it's like to feel shut out ...
ever since those days, though, just for myself as a point of pride, I almost never use a restroom unless I'm a customer.
Some places I buy enough stuff over all that I consider myself a good customer even if I'm not buying that day. But I won't ask a restaurant unless I'm ordering something. I will buy something ... a legacy of being treated like a leech just based on how I looked and dressed.
when my ex and I moved to Taos, back in 1969, most of the businesses had signs that said hippies couldn't use the restrooms EVEN IF YOU WERE A PAYING CUSTOMER. My first experience in town was having driven all the way from California, getting gas, asking for the restroom key and being refused. Welcome to New Mexico.
Just saying, I've seen worse than requiring you be a customer!
The lumber yard had a sign saying they would refuse service to anyone they considered a health menace. This meant hippies ... not even allowed to buy lumber!
I definitely support having public restrooms ... I do know what it's like to feel shut out ...
ever since those days, though, just for myself as a point of pride, I almost never use a restroom unless I'm a customer.
Some places I buy enough stuff over all that I consider myself a good customer even if I'm not buying that day. But I won't ask a restaurant unless I'm ordering something. I will buy something ... a legacy of being treated like a leech just based on how I looked and dressed.