Have you ever found a dog hair in your muffin?
One of the interesting things Jill and I have observed now that we are cafe owners is that a lot of people don't know that you aren't allowed to bring dogs into food establishments. I mean, universally not allowed. It's not a rule we made up, it's the Health Department. And let's note, for the record, that every single person who works in our entire building owns a dog, so it's not like we hate dogs. But it's a little weird that people just walk right in the door of the cafe with their big, hairy dogs. I'm not talking teacup dogs, I'm talking Irish setters.
Jill got tired of intercepting people who came in with their dogs and nicely informing them that they had to leave their dogs outside (and one person then tied her large dog to our brand-new patio railing, right next to the sign that said "Please do not touch railing" because the concrete was still setting), so she put a sign on the door that said "No animals allowed". I thought this sounded kind of negative, so I suggested the following sign:
"We're sure your dogs don't shed, drool, sniff inappropriately, or have kennel cough, but the Health Department still doesn't allow them to come inside. For waiting patiently, and because we really do love dogs, we have homemade dog treats to give them. Feel free to tie your lovely canine to the tree behind you."
We thought it was funny, but the next day we saw a woman walking her dog come up to the door, read the sign, and turn around and leave. That was not the intended response. Sorry, we don't sell senses of humor.
Speaking of humor, one element of our building that we have received lots of compliments on is our bathroom decor. We covered the walls with our many prestigious awards and certificates, framed in Wal-Mart's finest $2 frames, including Jill's 2003 "Know Your Constitution" award, my certificate for having the highest average in Science in sixth grade, and Biscuit's (my dog) diploma for finishing obedience training. It's hard to capture the effect in pictures, because it's best when you're actually sitting on the toilet and have time to read all the certificates, but here's a look at the bathroom:
Jill got tired of intercepting people who came in with their dogs and nicely informing them that they had to leave their dogs outside (and one person then tied her large dog to our brand-new patio railing, right next to the sign that said "Please do not touch railing" because the concrete was still setting), so she put a sign on the door that said "No animals allowed". I thought this sounded kind of negative, so I suggested the following sign:
"We're sure your dogs don't shed, drool, sniff inappropriately, or have kennel cough, but the Health Department still doesn't allow them to come inside. For waiting patiently, and because we really do love dogs, we have homemade dog treats to give them. Feel free to tie your lovely canine to the tree behind you."
We thought it was funny, but the next day we saw a woman walking her dog come up to the door, read the sign, and turn around and leave. That was not the intended response. Sorry, we don't sell senses of humor.
Speaking of humor, one element of our building that we have received lots of compliments on is our bathroom decor. We covered the walls with our many prestigious awards and certificates, framed in Wal-Mart's finest $2 frames, including Jill's 2003 "Know Your Constitution" award, my certificate for having the highest average in Science in sixth grade, and Biscuit's (my dog) diploma for finishing obedience training. It's hard to capture the effect in pictures, because it's best when you're actually sitting on the toilet and have time to read all the certificates, but here's a look at the bathroom:
posted by The Cooking Doctor at
5:43 AM
1 Comments:
I love the effect of the bathroom. I'm really sorry about the dog woman. I don't see what else you can do, though, besides have a dog hitching post.
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