I have never been spread so thin. I started out just seating people. More and more people. Once every table was full, I began taking drink orders and asking people to "please be patient, we are a bit short-handed."
But you can't ask that of elites in crisp khakis who are accustomed to having what they want when they want it. Afterall, that's how it is at the country club, so why not here, in the understaffed, underpaid, overworked, small town sushi bistro? Huh?
I can't tell you how many times I thought of this scene from Bottle Rocket. 92% of our clientele seem to be of the John Maplethorpe variety.
*We aren't supposed to exceed 70% capacity.