My Mother-in-Law Brought 38 Friends to My Restaurant and Ordered $23,289 of Food—She Stopped Smiling When I Put the Folder Beside Her Bill
She was right.
I had protected family peace by asking employees to absorb disrespect.
That ended too.
I apologized at the next staff meeting.
Not:
Sorry if anyone felt uncomfortable.
Real apology.
“I allowed a member of my family to treat some of you in ways I would never accept from a regular customer.”