On Feb. 21, at approximately 3 p.m., my wife and I went to the Culpeper McDonald's for our daily break, which we have done many times in the past years. It's a time to share our thoughts, plans, and dreams for tomorrow. As we are 81, and 85 respectively, it's a sweet time of fellowship, which we enjoy, which helps sustain our marriage of 63 years. We usually go in the early afternoon when there are fewer customers.
While we were eating, an employee was cleaning the floors and my wife asked her if she would mind not cleaning around our table until we were finished because of the dust it stirs up. Apparently the employee mentioned this to the manager who shortly, thereafter, came to our table and asked us to leave as we had used our 30 minutes of time allotted for customers who eat in. We were not asked to move to another of the many vacant tables, or perhaps sharing a table with one of the WiFi customers who appear to spend a great amount of time with their computers at the establishment, rather we were asked to leave.