Dad?
Something inside the owner shifted as soon as he spotted Pat. He stammered his words, “D… Dad?” He coughed out before lunging at Pat. The old grizzled father had heard about his son’s eatery and wanted to show his support. But he hadn’t informed his son that he was coming. John had no idea he resided in the same city as him. The two hugged, but Pat immediately began telling him what had transpired.
Dad
No Policy
Because I was wearing my hat, the waitress wanted to charge me $300 for doing so. That’s a ridiculous policy, right? He confided in his son. Then, however, John’s eyes widened in surprise and he asked, “What policy?” We don’t have any that pertain to headgear.” Following that, John turned his attention back to the waitress, who saw that she was likely to find herself in a significant amount of difficulty. By taking advantage of her, customers had taken advantage of her.
No Policy
