So...who is he?
About a year ago, I had blog about a day off that I toolk: "What a day." There I mentioned how Vivian and I were benefited from someone who didn't pay at a restaurant. Yesterday finally was my turn.
A guy came into the restaurant, probably in his 60s. He claimed to be the owner of Mexicali Rose, just had a massage, trying to get a break from his bodyguard. He just wanted some sake. He said he heard of my name and my restaurant for sometime. He knew how hard it was to start a restaurant, therefore he's here to help me out. He wanted to give me a $2000 gift, not to bribe me, nothing gangs related, but just a "welcome to the neighborhood" gift, he said.
Next thing, he wanted to borrow $20 from me. I told Simon, no charity from us, no gift from him and gave him the tab. So that's the time when he ran out from the restaurant, and didn't pay.
I feel bad for the guy actually. I don't think he is the owner of MexiCali Rose, not now. However I wonder if he might have been the original owner some years ago? Would there be something happened to him at some point that caused him so..."confused"? That caused him to live in his imaginary world?
However tough we think our lives are, aren't we still the fortunate one?