Cafe Gratitude's True Colours?
I am disappointed, again...
"We invite you to step inside and enjoy being someone who chooses; loving your life, adoring yourself, accepting the world, being generous and grateful everyday, and experiencing being provided for." Cafe Gratitude WebsiteMy friend Enidd sat at a table, alone, in Cafe Gratitude, quietly crying. She and her husband had just been violently mugged, nearby, in San Francisco's Mission District. Left with no money, no credit cards, no phones and no engagement ring, they dived into Cafe Gratitude to seek help. Whilst Enidd's husband made a call to the police on a cell phone provided by a kindly customer, Enidd sat and waited.
Not one member of Cafe Gratitude's staff did anything at all. At the very least you might have expected a Cafe which prides itself on its caring principles to have one of its staff offer a word of comfort. Or how about a cup of the "i am caring" tea that is listed on their menu?
I am caring, bullshit. Cafe Gratitude, pah.