The Waitress Asked Me to Pay Upfront—Unaware That I Own the Restaurant

Weeks of Covert Surveillance

Over the following weeks, my visits became a routine. Emma remained blissfully ignorant of my true identity, continuing her habit of preying on unsuspecting guests. Each visit tested my patience. “How do you plan to pay tonight?” she’d ask, her tone devoid of courtesy. As I observed her interactions, a clear strategy began to take shape in my mind. It was time to escalate my approach.

Targeting the Vulnerable

Emma had an uncanny talent for singling out guests she considered less fortunate—tourists clutching maps, students on tight budgets, the kinds of people she seemed to favor as easy targets. Her discerning gaze was unsettling, scrutinizing each person the moment they stepped inside, like a cat poised to pounce on an unsuspecting mouse. It didn’t take long for me to grasp the outrage fueling the negative reviews. Yet Emma’s behavior went beyond poor customer service; it was a blatant breach that demanded correction.