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Entitled Parents Insulted My Grandpa in His Own Restaurant — Karma Made Them Pay for This 20 Times the Menu Price

Daniella Segell
Jun 24, 2024
02:06 P.M.

In the quaint village of Asturias, Spain, a family-run restaurant became the unlikely stage for a clash of cultures. This happened when an entitled family of tourists demanded service after hours. They entered the restaurant known for its warmth and traditional meals., and insulted the elderly owner. However, they learned a costly lesson in respect and local customs.

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Small restaurant in a quaint village | Source: Pexels

Small restaurant in a quaint village | Source: Pexels

Hey everyone! I want to share a story from a little family-run restaurant in Asturias, Spain. It’s actually my grandparents' place, tucked away in a tiny village with just 30 residents.

Every summer, I head over to help, learn family recipes, and just soak in the village life. The restaurant’s been around since 1941, and it’s right at the bottom of our house, which makes it super cozy and homey.

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A woman wiping down a restaurant table | Source: Pexels

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Our place is a real local hangout. You’ll find neighbors dropping by all day to chat, play cards, and enjoy a glass or two. Despite being somewhat off the beaten path, we get a handful of tourists.

This one summer day turned out more eventful than usual. Thanks to a visit from a family who really didn’t seem to understand how things work around here. Let me tell you what went down.

A group of people chatting in a small restaurant | Source: Pexels

A group of people chatting in a small restaurant | Source: Pexels

It was one of those bustling summer days where the sun warms everything just right. And our little restaurant was humming with the usual chatter and laughter. Most of our local regulars had settled in for their long, leisurely afternoon hangouts.

Our place isn't big—just eight tables inside and a couple outside for when the weather’s nice. But it's got a lot of heart, and doubles as a bar, so it's usually full.

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A city street filled with café tables | Source: Pexels

That afternoon, the inside buzzed with retirees debating over cards and sipping wine, a typical scene that feels straight out of a movie. My brother and I were pretty busy handling drinks and lunch requests from people who knew our operating hours.

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Two young servers smiling outside a café | Source: Pexels

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Around 4 p.m., just as things started to calm down a bit, we heard a car pull up. This isn't unusual since we get a few lost tourists. But what followed was far from our standard visitor welcome.

A family stepped out, and right from the get-go, it was clear they were frustrated—probably from driving around the winding backroads of our region.

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A family of four holding hands and walking | Source: Pexels

They barged in, speaking loud English, which was my cue to step up, as I handle most of our English-speaking guests. Here’s how that went down.

As the door swung shut behind them, the mother was already waving me over with a brisk, "We need a table, and we're starving!" Her tone caught me off guard, not just because of the volume but because of the demanding way she spoke.

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Angry woman with her hands balled into fists | Source: Pexels

I put on my best customer service smile and approached them, explaining, "I'm sorry, but the kitchen just closed. We only serve meals until 3 p.m. and then again at 7:30 p.m." I hoped that would settle it—they could come back later, maybe?

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But no, the mother was having none of it. She shot a look at my grandpa, who was quietly enjoying his own late lunch, and snapped, "If the kitchen's closed, why is he eating?" I tried to keep things light, replying, "Well, he’s the owner, so he kinda eats whenever he wants!"

Senior couple eating in a restaurant | Source: Pexels

Senior couple eating in a restaurant | Source: Pexels

That didn't go over well. The mother’s face twisted a bit as if she’d bitten into a lemon. Without missing a beat, she demanded, "Are you giving us a table or not? And we’ll need the Wi-Fi."

I explained as politely as I could, "The Wi-Fi is just for staff. It’s not really set up for guest use."

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This really set off the father, who chimed in with, "What the heck?! We are paying customers!" Their kid started to get antsy, and before I knew it, he was running around, making a racket.

It was clear this was going south fast, and that’s when my grandpa decided to step in.

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An angry senior man | Source: Pexels

Seeing the commotion escalate, my grandpa, who has always had a calm demeanor, wiped his hands on his apron and walked over to where the family was seated.

With a gentle but firm voice, he asked them to please settle down and keep their child from running around, as it was disturbing the other guests.

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The mother reacted sharply, "DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME HOW TO RAISE MY CHILD, YOU DINOSAUR!" Her words were loud enough to draw glances from everyone in the room. The father joined in, pointing aggressively towards my grandpa, "DON'T GET CLOSE TO MY CHILD, YOU OLD CREEP!"

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An angry man yelling and pointing | Source: Pexels

The whole restaurant went silent for a moment. You could feel the tension in the air. It was one of those times when you could hear a pin drop. The other patrons, locals who knew my grandpa well, looked on in disbelief at the disrespect being shown to someone they respected deeply.

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A shocked woman in a café | Source: Pexels

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My grandpa, keeping his cool, simply nodded and walked back to our family at the other end of the room. I followed, feeling a mix of embarrassment and anger. It was then that he decided it was time for this family to leave.

He motioned to two men at a nearby table—who just so happened to be off-duty Guardia Civil officers—and explained the situation in a low voice.

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Two Guardia Civil officers | Source: Flickr

The officers, understanding the need for decorum, stood up and approached the family. They identified themselves as law enforcement and showed their badges. In their firm but polite way, they explained that the family needed to respect the establishment's rules and the other guests.

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The parents, now realizing the seriousness of the situation, began gathering their things, albeit grudgingly. But just as they were about to leave, the officers noticed something else that added to the family's troubles.

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An angry mature man in a café | Source: Pexels

As the family reluctantly started to head towards the exit, one of the officers glanced out the window and noticed something. The family's car was parked directly in front of our restaurant's garage, blocking it entirely. It was clearly marked as a no-parking zone, a rule crucial for access to and from our property.

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The officers stepped outside with the family, pointing out the violation. The father tried to brush it off, claiming it was just for a quick stop and they didn't see the signs. However, the situation escalated when the officers decided to check their rental car's paperwork and discovered further irregularities.

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A police officer looking smug | Source: Pexels

With the family's frustration mounting, the officers calmly explained the consequences of their actions. They took photographs of the improperly parked vehicle and began writing up a ticket. As it turned out, the fine for obstructing a private property entrance was hefty—200 euros, precisely.

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Back inside, the locals whispered among themselves, shaking their heads at the tourists' behavior but also sharing a sense of satisfaction that justice was being served. My grandpa, meanwhile, had returned to his meal, his expression one of quiet vindication.

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An elderly man eating a croissant | Source: Pexels

As the family finally drove away, the mood in the restaurant lightened considerably. Everyone resumed their conversations, clinking glasses and laughter returning to fill the space. My grandpa raised his glass to the officers in thanks, and they nodded in acknowledgment, their duty done.

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The parents had not only insulted the heart of our family but had also disrupted the peace of our little community. However, in the end, their lack of respect and understanding cost them dearly. Twenty times what a meal would have cost them.

10 euros being the average cost of a meal | Source: Flickr

10 euros being the average cost of a meal | Source: Flickr

This incident didn’t just stay within the walls of our restaurant. It became a bit of a local legend, a story passed around as a testament to the karma that awaits those who disregard the values we hold dear in our community.

It was more than just about a rude family getting fined; it was about standing up for one’s dignity and the collective spirit of our village.

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A cobblestone street in a small village | Source: Pexels

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In sharing this story, I don’t mean to cast a shadow over all visitors from different cultures or backgrounds. Most of our tourist guests are delightful and respectful, eager to learn about our ways and enjoy what we have to offer.

But this particular case was an exception. It proved a valuable lesson: no matter where you are, treating people and their traditions with respect is universal.

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A tourist taking photos | Source: Pexels

Thank you all for taking the time to read this. I look forward to hearing your thoughts and if you’ve ever experienced anything similar, feel free to share! Let’s keep the conversation going and spread the message of respect and kindness, no matter where we are in the world.

If you enjoyed this story of support and community, you might also enjoy this one about a waitress who got revenge on a rude customer for someone else.

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This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

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