Went to get some Jamaican food today. For some reason, the Panamanians that own the place–not making that up–were taking way too long to take my order. I’m not sure why, but it may have had something to do with the cat ahead of me in line.
I don’t know what happened, but by the time I got to the register to pay for my patties, the cat at the register was saying “I’ll give you your money back.” Dude replied with, “my bad, but I ain’t paying that much.”
It appeared that the gentleman ahead of me in line, paid for his food. They ran the credit card and everything. Then, after he found out the total and agreed to submit payment, he decided the food cost too much. He then asked for his money back…which he received.
Then what did he do? He sat down and ate his food!
He ordered. He paid. He whined. He was refunded. And he sat and ate?
I have never seen anything like that at a West Indian restaurant. You can’t even get away with that at Bahama Breeze, and you can get a chain to refund your money by saying the ice wasn’t cold enough.
Shoot, I gotta remember that trick.