This post may seem like it is really out in left field. It has to do with Walls Drug in South Dakota. Last year while on vacation we stopped at this famous attraction on our way home. It pretty much consists of all the stores in the small town of Wall, and has been a tourists attraction for years. This was my fourth visit. Something has changed there. Almost all of the clerks, waiters and store managers were foreigners. Primarily from Russian counties. The young men who waited on us, as we ate in one of the restaurants, were rude and unfriendly. They seemed more like thugs than waiters. And the food wasn't what we expected as far as quality. The people I was with discussed this among ourselves and we joked that it appeared the Russian Mafia must have bought Walls Drug.
When I got home I even searched the web to see if it had been sold, and could find nothing about this enterprise being sold. Which, if that is the case, then the original owners have decided to hire foreigners to operate thier business. All of us were disappointed about what we experienced there, as in the past it has always been a pleasant visit.
I am at a loss to explain what has happened there. But it seems this sort of thing is happening in a lot of businesses in our country. It is troubleing to me and I wish I knew how we could take our country back. X.
The last 10 years has seen a huge influx of people - mainly Polish - to Scotland as economic migrants. They started in the building industry then have spread to every kind of manual work. They're honest, industrious and hard working but are having an impact on job availability for natural citizens. Better paid economies will always have this kind of pull on people from poorer countries and, while it's great to see people get on, govts need to take this into consideration in immigration policies an quotas.
ReplyDeleteI visited Wall Drug about 20 years ago; one of the highlights of my family cross country trip. I remember the people being locals from the area; that and all the billboard signs for about a hundred miles before we actually arrived. Fond memories...sorry to hear your experience wasn't great...Namaste.
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