I recently had the good fortune to spend an afternoon sitting on the deck of a local eatery drinking a cocktail and laughing with an old friend. It was one of those great days when late afternoon turns into early evening. Ah-life was good. Then the bill arrived and the server, sweet girl, informed me that the restaurant didn’t accept credit/debit cards. Cash only.
Cash? What is cash? Is that the paper stuff with various presidents on the front? Who carries cash? Not me-just take a gander at my bank statement and there you will find charges for the smallest of items. Like gum. It was a weak moment.
I considered making a run for it but microbrews and cork heels just don’t mesh. I told the server that neither of us had any cash, but would she like a stick of gum I recently bought with my debit card?
Apparently I had nothing to worry about because they offered us some good karma. Literally. The restaurant supplies patrons with a Good Karma envelope which you simply take home, write a check for the amount owed, and pop it in the mail. I was skeptical. Do people really return the payment? YES! Turns out that tinkering with good karma scares the daylights out of most credit-card-carrying Denverites and the restaurant has only lost out on a handful of payments over the years. Maybe it was the alcohol or the sun glistening through the aspen trees on the deck that day, but this news restored my faith in humanity. It reminded me that – more times than not – people do the right thing. I returned that payment with a hefty tip and a note of gratitude and was thankful for a lesson in good karma.
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Communications Director, Epicurean Culinary Group