Walk-ins, Walk outs
These little incidents have become quite the spectacle lately, and it's starting to test my patience. I get it, inflation's got everyone in a financial squeeze, turning dining out into a luxury. But seriously, WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. FECK!??!?!?! You see, we have this nifty menu posted outside my workplace. It's like a price list for your convenience. Yet, you waltz in, get all comfy at a table, and then decide our menu is suddenly "too expensive"... What, did the prices skyrocket by 20% the moment you walked through the door? And to top it off, you shoot me a glare as if I control the universe's pricing schemes. Good luck with your bargain-hunting culinary crusade! Now, here's a thought for the sake of common courtesy. Even if we didn't have an external menu, wouldn't it be a grand idea to ask for one before claiming your territory at a table? It'd save us the trouble of re-cleaning and resetting the table, which takes time away from tasks that act...