Frank, I don’t want to cause trouble, but I’ve stopped visiting. Your restaurant doesn’t feel welcoming anymore. I hope everything is okay.
I asked him what happened.
He never replied.
A month later, another customer complained that her family had waited forty minutes despite several empty tables.
Then more messages arrived.
Employees seemed unfriendly.
Regular customers felt unwelcome.
The atmosphere had changed.
I contacted Kyle.
He immediately reassured me.
“Frank, we’re running a more professional operation now. Some of the old customers were accustomed to sitting around for hours without spending much money.”
“But Walt has supported us for years.”
“Sure, but one man ordering cheap breakfast every morning doesn’t pay the bills. Look at the financial reports.”
So I looked.
The numbers were good.
And I ignored my instincts.
I regret that decision more than I can explain.
Then Mrs. Kowalczyk stopped coming.
I didn’t discover her absence until nearly two months later.
