Spitters Are Quitters

There is a sign in the Caroline Arena (excuse me, the Kurt Browning Arena) right when you walk in, that says, in big red letters:

"NO SPITTING ON THE FLOOR"

Really? You need a sign for that? What kind of place do I live in that you need to be reminded that spitting on the floor is not allowed? When I first saw it, I thought it was hilarious. But the more I think about it, the less funny it becomes.



For those who have never visited the fair Village of Caroline, let me paint you a picture. Chaps are not an uncommon sight, nor is a horse in the parking lot of the grocery store. There's even a hitching post. Moustaches, cowboy hats, and livestock trailers are essential Caroline gear. The main industries in the area are Outfitting (guiding hunters) and Horse Ranching. Every truck you see has a herding dog in the passenger seat. And you are lucky to see a woman with all her teeth (if you do, it's probably me). I wouldn't go so far as to use the word hillbilly, but I may be inclined to say rednecks at their finest.


I'm not disparaging Caroline, I love it here. And there are many outstanding figures who hail from this lovely little town. All I'm saying, is that if you need a sign reminding people to not spit on the floor, maybe it's time to switch from mountain-man special to something a little more refined. And to remember that just because you're an adult, doesn't mean you don't have to use manners.