She told us that she's going to end up in a wheelchair someday and again put pressure on us to convince our family to get involved. She has a woe-is-me way of looking at everything. We loved the outside, but hated the guilt trip she put on us the second we walked in the door. Well, two years later, I brought my husband (who also lives in Nevada) and it was the same. I'm not sure whether it was from her toxic personality or from the general mustiness of the old barn that holds the antique shop. She gave me a sob story about how underfunded the park was, how they desperately need donations, and how I needed to put pressure on my family that lives here to "get involved." I left with a bad taste in my mouth. Boy, was that a mistake! The lady in there could do nothing but complain. I decided to come back on a Sunday when the shop was open. The first time, I had the place to myself and really enjoyed walking around. I live in Nevada, but I've been to this park three times over the past few years because I have family in the area.
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