As you know, I often travel for business and recently I spent less than 24 hours Dallas for a client event. After the event, I met with two other business travelers staying at the same hotel and they invited me to have dinner with them at a restaurant just down the block. It was a quaint Italian place and was mostly empty even though it was a Thursday night around 8 p.m. There were only three occupied tables in the restaurant and our little table was nicely positioned next to the floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out onto one of the main drags in downtown Dallas.
Midway through our dinner, there was a huge ruckus in the kitchen. It sounded as though someone knocked over a large shelf that perhaps held all the pots, pans and dishes in the whole restaurant. I paid no attention to the noise though because I’ve worked in a restaurant and breakage is bound to happen. But as it turns out, this ruckus was a bit more significant.
About 10 minutes after the kitchen disturbance, one of the other patrons screamed, “Watch out!” as a brick came flying through the huge window, shattering glass all over the place. After assessing that no one was hurt, I naturally did a vigorous fist pump followed by “Yes! This is awesome!”
The vandal was a homeless man who had been slighted inside the restaurant… and he had caused the earlier ruckus in the kitchen. We had a front row seat as he ran across the street and the waiters and cooks took off out the door after him. I only wish I’d had a camera to take a picture of one of the most interesting business trips I’ve taken in a while!