“Are ya’ll still open?”

I think there could be a zombie outbreak and people would still be streaming into the restaurant.

On Friday a massive storm front rolled through the south. It hit Atlanta with rain, high winds, golf-ball size hail and at least one tornado. It was a fairly busy Friday night until the big storm hit and once it did no one left. They stood their in our glass enclosed lobby staring out at the storm and the reported funnel cloud that didn’t touch ground, but could be seen from the restaurant.

The front has almost floor to ceiling glass walls, had one of those shattered, or the banks of windows that flank the restaurant the carnage could have been massive. Instead of taking shelter our patrons stood in this glass enclosure and watched the storm… dumb asses.

Once the weather calmed down and reports of down trees and power lines started trickling in you’d think people would head home to check on the damage, but no, more people started coming through the door. Some people even ran from the nearest mall entrance to the front door near the height of the storm to get on our wait list.

We lost power and still no one talked of leaving, nor did my management consider closing the restaurant for safety reasons. Most of us live locally and wanted to check on our homes and family, but we had to keep serving.

I swear we could be in the middle of a full on Dawn of the Dead style outbreak and management would insist on keeping the doors open.

I can see it now, “There’s only been one zombie here. We’re forecasted to do $25,000 so lets just keep the doors open and see what happens.”