Bill’s I G A

Eh…
I was working for a few weeks at the Cannelton Dam and this was the closest place to pick up food for lunch. They have a deli but they don’t have rolls. My friend tried to order turkey and provolone and the lady responded, «Provolone? We don’t gots no fancy cheese. This is America. We gots American cheese.» Now if that’s not disgustingly hillbilly-​ish, I don’t know what is. It’s silly too, because they have pre-​sliced packaged provolone cheese in the dairy case. They charge you for your sandwich based on the weight of the meat so it’ll be different every time.
Also, my other friend asked how much each deli meat was per pound and the lady responded, «I don’t know,» in a really nasty way, as if that was the stupidest question a person could ask. Classy, right?
The prices of everything else (chips, pickles, candy) is decent. You can also fill up on gas here and get cigars, cigarettes, and the like.
It’s convenient, but I think I’m just a bit too snobby for this place.