Awaking the giant

I don't exactly understand the draw. This time of year I see tourists and laugh to myself: "It's funny how they think Sturgis is so cool, because I know it's actually pretty lame." The traffic and congestion around town is getting to be slightly annoying. "Just wait," I tell myself. I can be pretty certain when I see people walking the street, and cars driving around that they are tourists and not locals. The big tents are going up; piles of shirts fill the street corners. A huge three-story saloon has gone up on the corner of Junction and Lazelle which will open tomorrow. It's going to also be a restaurant, but I'm sure glad we're getting another bar; Sturgis definitely needs some more.


I guess the store will be getting busier now. Not this week, but next I'll be working a straight 14 days a week, nine to five. I decided not to work the nine to nine shift because I'd rather not walk home at that time of night. I'll have to work on my wardrobe, making myself look as undesirable as possible, just as an extra precaution. Just kidding, kind of. 


Anyway, I've begun to realize I don't know as much about Sturgis as I thought. Customers bring questions to me:
"Where's the best place to eat?" (yeah, I don't eat out in Sturgis...)
"What kind of food does the Knuckle Saloon have?" (umm....hamburgers? never set foot in the place, actually.)
"Where can I buy boots?" (try sierratradingpost.com)
"What's that one really famous bar?" (just pick one of the 50 bars and call it good?)
"Is there any place that sells actual motorcycles?" (.....blank stare....)
"Where can I find the post office?" ha! just kidding, I know where the post office is.
But seriously, I'm learning more about my town, especially the side I've been contentedly oblivious to most of my life. I'm going to have a fair education of it by the end of this.