An Entitled Couple Tried to Blackmail My Café with Bad Reviews – I Taught Them a Lesson About Responsibility

I’d stopped paying attention to it years ago.

If someone wanted to share their scrambled eggs with the internet, fine by me. Free advertising, right?

By their third visit, I recognized them before they reached the counter.

Same couple, same easy confidence, same showmanship as they talked to their phones, and each other.

“This again,” the woman said, tapping the menu.

“And whatever pastry’s freshest.”

They ate slowly, narrating bites to their phones.

“Oh wow,” the woman murmured. “That crunch.”

I came over with a refill pitcher, and that’s when everything started to spiral.

“Everything taste okay?” I asked.

“Yeah. We love places like this.” The woman smiled up at me, then added, almost as an aside,

I smiled.

“That’s nice.”

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