Money can’t buy everything.

My restaurant is in the middle of nowhere. 3 miles from town center. We are also in the middle of nowhere in a town that is the size of a postage stamp.

This presents lots of problems. The least of which is that transportation around town is hard to come by if you aren’t driving. It’s so bad that most of the resorts have their own shuttles.

Multiple times this summer we’ve had people stranded after dinner. They get an Uber then turns out they’ve stopped driving when it’s time to go home.

And this happened again tonight.

I know this because a man approached the host stand and said, I’ll pay a hundred dollars to anyone who will drive us back to our hotel.

I ask him to explain.

He’s serious.

I ask him who he thinks I could get to do this.

He says. Surely someone in the restaurant can drive him home.

I say like who.

He says a cook? A server? A dishwasher?

I almost laughed as I explained that we were in the middle of dinner service and if he could wait till 10:30 I’m sure someone could take home home.

He looked angry. And asked if I was serious. I again explained that we don’t just have extra folks in the kitchen waiting around for something to do.

He grunted snd walked away. I didn’t see him again so he must have gotten a ride.

I just looked it up. It’s only an hour walk to town center from our restaurant.

Perhaps I’ll share that next time.