The Dinosaur Museum (in Fruita) was driven by several times as I explored the area. On one pass with nothing better to do, I drove into the parking lot. There I sat having an argument with myself about the pros and cons of going in. Couldn't resolve the argument so I went into the Museum.
No one was at the counter to take my money. I could see the clerk at another counter in the gift shop. She could see me, but for whatever reason, she didn't come to get my money. While standing there -- from the museum -- I could hear the dinosaur roars directly from a Japanese monster horror flick. Also a couple of kid screams was when I opted not to do the museum. Good thing she didn't come.
I would check the book selection in the gift store. The place was designed for kids. After scanning the few books that were not designed for children, I found one that identified the archaeology and anthropology stops in Colorado. Sounded like a nice guide for current and future reference. Wandered to the counter to pay. Now the clerk was sitting in the office at a desk. If she looked up she could see me. She didn't. Waiting patiently, I looked at dinosaur themed times on the counter. Still no clerk. I took the selected book back to the shelf. Good thing she didn't come.
Bad service had just saved me over $20. It was a good day.