To the Editor:
The following is an open letter to Mr. Construction Worker.
I drive down Wilson Street in downtown Batavia about six times a day, so I have had to put up with a lot of delay and stress over the past few months because of all the construction work. I have been late to meetings; I have been late picking up my daughter after work; and I have been late to a date night with my husband because of a load of gravel being delivered or cement being poured. I may have even cursed at you under my breath.
But a recent day just topped the cake! I was coming into work late (I had a doctors appointment), and I was waiting at the corner of Wilson Street and Batavia Avenue when out of the corner of my eye I see one of Batavia’s mature ladies trying to make her way down Wilson Street.
You, Mr. Construction Worker, went to this woman, told her to take your arm and you guided her through the maze. I don’t know what you were talking about with her, but both of you had a smile on your face and were laughing. You didn’t tell her to go another route; you were a complete gentleman.
I want to thank you, Mr. Construction Worker, for giving me the proverbial slap upside the head to make me realize that it is just a few minutes out of my day, and – if I am running late – I should know better because I have been dealing with the construction for a few months now!
Thank you for being a gentleman and taking your time with this lovely woman. Thank you for making me – and I’m sure many other drivers – smile. And thank you for working to make downtown Batavia look beautiful.