My Greedy Father-in-Law Put a Hair in an Expensive Dish to Get It for Free—but Karma Got Him Immediately

Frank had always prided himself on his sneaky tactics to get freebies, but his luck ran out at a high-end restaurant. What began as a simple meal turned into a public spectacle when karma finally caught up with him, teaching him a lesson he never saw coming.

My father-in-law, Frank, has always been one of those people who never miss an opportunity to scam others for their own benefit.

I’ve witnessed him do that multiple times, but I never thought I’d see the day when his tricks would backfire so spectacularly, leaving him red-faced and scrambling for an exit.

A close-up shot of an older man in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

A close-up shot of an older man in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

I’ve known Frank for about nine years now. I first met him when Ethan and I started dating, and Ethan introduced us over dinner at a restaurant. That was the first time I saw Frank trying to scam a restaurant.

The waiters served our food, and we began eating. I ordered pasta, Ethan got a sandwich, and Frank ordered a bowl of rice with sesame chicken.

A bowl of sesame chicken with rice | Source: Pexels

A bowl of sesame chicken with rice | Source: Pexels

“The chicken is so delicious!” Frank said, enjoying his meal.

“Yeah, even this sandwich tastes great,” Ethan added.

I thought Frank was just appreciating the restaurant’s food and service. But no. Frank had something else in mind, and what he did next caught me completely off guard.

“Let me show you how to get more of the same meal for free!” he said before calling a waiter over to our table.

An older man in a restaurant, smiling | Source: Midjourney

An older man in a restaurant, smiling | Source: Midjourney

“How can I help you, sir?” the waiter asked politely.

“This chicken tastes awful!” Frank said angrily, shaking his head in disapproval. “I can’t believe you’re serving such tasteless meals. The flavor is bland, and it’s not even properly cooked.”

“I’m so sorry, sir,” the waiter apologized. “I’ll get a replacement right away.”

“Hurry up!” Frank snapped. “I don’t have time to waste here. You better return with something that’s properly cooked!”

A waiter in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

A waiter in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

The waiter looked panicked, apologizing as if he was at fault. He took away the half-eaten meal that Frank pretended to dislike, promising to return in five minutes.

Once the waiter left, Frank flashed us an evil smile like he had pulled off something impressive.

At that point, I wanted to ask Frank why he lied to get another meal for free. It wasn’t like he didn’t have money, or he was dying of hunger.

A woman looking straight ahead while having dinner with her family | Source: Midjourney

A woman looking straight ahead while having dinner with her family | Source: Midjourney

What he did was so cheap, but I believed I was not in a position to make him realize how wrong he was.

Later that night, I asked Ethan why his father did that.

“He’s always been like this,” Ethan sighed. “He thinks it’s funny and he never listens when we tell him it’s wrong. We’ve tried a million times, trust me.”

“But didn’t you see how hurt that waiter was? He really thought your dad didn’t like the food,” I protested. “This is so wrong, Ethan. So unfair.”

A woman talking to her boyfriend | Source: Midjourney

A woman talking to her boyfriend | Source: Midjourney

Ethan told me to let it go, and since we were just starting our relationship, I figured it wasn’t worth arguing over.

I could’ve pressed Ethan to understand how wrong Frank’s actions were, but I didn’t want something so minor to strain our relationship.

However, looking back, I wish I had told Ethan to put an end to his dad’s habit.

An older man in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

An older man in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

The following year, Ethan and I tied the knot, and since then, I’ve been a witness to how cheap Frank is. I’ve watched in horror as he pulled stunts to get free food, free services in hotels, and free ANYTHING, ANYWHERE!

A man shaking hands with a woman at work | Source: Pexels

A man shaking hands with a woman at work | Source: Pexels

During the first year of our marriage, I tried explaining to Ethan how wrong his father’s behavior was, but it led to a big argument. Ethan kept saying he had no control over Frank, while I insisted he at least talk to his dad about it.

That night, I decided to stop meddling in Frank’s business because it was useless. Little did I know, karma was about to step in and teach Frank a lesson he’d never forget.

It all started when Frank called Ethan last weekend.

A man talking to his father on the phone | Source: Pexels

A man talking to his father on the phone | Source: Pexels

“There’s a new restaurant near my workplace,” he said. “I was wondering if you and Bella could join me. I’ve heard the food’s quite expensive so I just wanna see if it’s worth the money.”

“Sure, Dad,” Ethan replied. “We’ll be there.”

Two days later, we found ourselves in the restaurant with Frank. It was one of those fancy places where the plates are tiny, the prices are outrageous, and you need a reservation just to get in.

A fancy restaurant | Source: Pexels

A fancy restaurant | Source: Pexels

“This place looks nice,” I said as I skimmed through the menu. “But wow, it’s pricey.”

“Yeah, it’s super expensive,” Ethan said. “I think I’ll stick with a simple pasta.”

“Me too,” I agreed. “White sauce pasta for me. What about you, Frank?”

Frank was busy scanning the menu, his finger trailing down to the most expensive item.

“I’ll have the lobster,” he grinned.

“A lobster? Really Dad?” Ethan asked. “You’ve never ordered one before.”

A man sitting in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

A man sitting in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

“I know you’d say this,” Frank replied. “But it’s nice to try new things, isn’t it?”

“You’re right, Dad,” Ethan said before calling the waiter.

We placed our orders, but I could tell Frank was gearing up for another one of his stunts.

Soon, our food arrived, and we began eating. However, halfway through the dinner, I noticed Frank staring at his lobster. I couldn’t understand what was happening until he plucked a hair from my head and placed it on his dish.

Yep, Frank had the nerve to do that. I was too stunned to say a word.

An angry woman in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

An angry woman in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

Then he called the waiter over, feigning disgust.

“There’s a hair in my food,” Frank exclaimed, pushing his seat away from the table as if the hair would fly over to him. “This is unacceptable! I shouldn’t have to pay for this filth!”

What the heck? I thought. How can he even think of doing that?

I was mortified, while Ethan looked like he was about to explode with anger.

“I’m so sorry, sir,” the waiter said. “I’ll let the manager know.”

That’s when karma made its move.

A waiter in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

A waiter in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

The manager approached our table a few seconds later.

“We’re so sorry for the inconvenience, sir,” he apologized.

I think he was about to offer a complimentary meal when another waiter came over to our table and whispered something in the manager’s ear.

That’s when the manager’s expression changed from apologetic to stone-cold serious. He took a deep breath and said, “Sir, I need to ask you to leave.”

“What? Why should I leave?” Frank protested. “I found hair in my food and you’re kicking me out? Is this how you treat your customers?”

An angry older man | Source: Midjourney

An angry older man | Source: Midjourney

“Sir, I’m asking you to leave because we believe you put the hair in the dish yourself,” the manager said calmly.

I can never forget the look on Frank’s face. Shocked, horrified, and caught off guard, he still tried to argue.

“How dare you accuse me of that!” he yelled at the manager. “I’ll have your job for this!”

By now, the whole restaurant was watching.

People in a restaurant | Source: Pexels

People in a restaurant | Source: Pexels

“Sir,” the manager began, “one of our staff members recognized you from another restaurant where you pulled the same stunt. We take food safety seriously here and won’t tolerate attempts to defame our business. Please leave, or we will involve the authorities.”

At that point, people around us started whispering among themselves, and some of them were even laughing. Meanwhile, Ethan and I looked at each other, wishing we hadn’t agreed to this dinner.

But it didn’t end there.

A man sitting with his wife in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

A man sitting with his wife in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

Frank was at a loss for words and knew he couldn’t do anything to prove the manager wrong. So, he stood up and picked up his coat, preparing to leave.

“And one more thing, sir,” the manager said. “We’re sharing your photo and details with several other high-end restaurants in the area. You’ll no longer be welcome at any of them.”

Frank’s face turned pale as he realized what the manager just said.

An older man in a restaurant, looking shocked | Source: Midjourney

An older man in a restaurant, looking shocked | Source: Midjourney

What bothered him more was that the entire restaurant heard him and many of them were laughing at him. At that point, he understood he could no longer pull his cheap stunts to claim free food.

Karma had defeated him.

Frank stormed out of the restaurant without saying another word, while Ethan and I sat there in silence. Once the shock wore off, I couldn’t help but laugh at what just happened.

A woman laughing | Source: Midjourney

A woman laughing | Source: Midjourney

“I never thought I’d see the day!” I said, still laughing. “Frank finally got a taste of his own medicine, and it wasn’t free.”

Ethan chuckled, shaking his head. “Maybe he’ll finally realize that cheating his way through life always has a cost.”

That night, I finally understood how karma works. I couldn’t help but think that sometimes, karma is just waiting for the perfect moment to strike. And that moment might be right when you’re about to dig into an overpriced lobster.

Do you agree?

A lobster served in a dish | Source: Pexels

A lobster served in a dish | Source: Pexels

If you enjoyed reading this story, here’s another one you might like: My wedding day took a bizarre turn when our videographer pulled me aside with shocking footage. What I saw next would test my new marriage, expose a family’s dark secrets, and leave me questioning everything I thought I knew about love and trust.

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

I Told My Date about My Specific 3-Year-Rule, but He Immediately Left and Blocked Me – Is It Really That Weird?

Addison’s life revolves around her demanding job as a neurologist, leaving little time for romance. When her cheerful coworker Nathan sets her up on a blind date with a seemingly perfect guy named Jake, she finally feels a spark of hope. However, after Addison shares her three-year dating rule, her date abruptly leaves. What went wrong?

Advertisement

I always thought my life would stay the same.

Day in and day out, the hospital consumed all my time.

A smiling young doctor | Source: Midjourney

A smiling young doctor | Source: Midjourney

My name is Addison, and I work as a neurologist. My days are filled with patients, charts, and endless rounds.

It’s a fulfilling job, but it leaves little room for anything else, especially dating.

A busy young woman | Source: Midjourney

A busy young woman | Source: Midjourney

Advertisement

One day, while grabbing a quick coffee in the break room, my coworker Nathan walked in with a bright smile on his face.

Nathan is always in a good mood, no matter how stressful the day gets.

A smiling doctor | Source: Midjourney

A smiling doctor | Source: Midjourney

“Hey, Addison,” Nathan said, leaning against the counter. “How do you feel about blind dates?”

I laughed, almost spilling my coffee. “Blind dates? Nathan, you know my schedule. I barely have time to eat, let alone date.”

Two professionals laughing and chatting | Source: Midjourney

Two professionals laughing and chatting | Source: Midjourney

Advertisement

Nathan chuckled. “I know, but hear me out. My friend Jake is a great guy. He’s kind, funny, and I think you two would hit it off. What do you say?”

I paused, considering it. I hadn’t been on a date in ages, and the idea of meeting someone new was intriguing. Plus, Nathan seemed genuinely excited about it.

A couple enjoying drinks | Source: Pexels

A couple enjoying drinks | Source: Pexels

“Okay, then,” I said, smiling. “You’ve convinced me. When’s this magical date happening?”

Nathan’s face lit up. “Really?? How about next Tuesday night? It’s the only evening that works for both of you!”

A doctor with his arms crossed | Source: Midjourney

A doctor with his arms crossed | Source: Midjourney

Advertisement

Next Tuesday. I mentally checked my calendar. It was one of the rare nights I didn’t have a late shift or any other commitments.

“Next Tuesday works for me,” I said. “Let’s do it.”

A female doctor talking to a male doctor | Source: Midjourney

A female doctor talking to a male doctor | Source: Midjourney

Nathan grinned. “Great! I’ll set it up and text you the details. You won’t regret this, Addison,” he said with a wink.

“We’ll see that,” I laughed and finished my coffee quickly.

A smiling doctor | Source: Midjourney

A smiling doctor | Source: Midjourney

Advertisement

As I walked back to my office, I felt both excited and nervous. It had been so long since I had gone on a date.

My life had become a routine of work and more work, with little time for anything else. But maybe this was what I needed — a chance to step out of my comfort zone.

A doctor lost in her work | Source: Midjourney

A doctor lost in her work | Source: Midjourney

The rest of the day flew by in a blur of patient consultations and medical charts. But in the back of my mind, I kept thinking about the upcoming date. Maybe, just maybe, this blind date with Jake would be the start of something new.

On Tuesday night, I arrived at the quaint restaurant Nathan had suggested.

Inside a restaurant | Source: Freepik

Inside a restaurant | Source: Freepik

Advertisement

It was cozy, with dim lighting and a warm ambiance that immediately put me at ease. As I walked in, I spotted a man sitting at a table near the window.

He looked up, smiled, and waved me over.

This must be Jake, I thought to myself.

A smiling man at a table | Source: Midjourney

A smiling man at a table | Source: Midjourney

“Addison?” he asked as I approached the table.

“Yes, and you must be Jake,” I replied with a smile.

A couple on a date | Source: Freepik

A couple on a date | Source: Freepik

Advertisement

We shook hands, and I took a seat. Almost immediately, the waitress came over to take our drink orders.

“I’ll have a glass of red wine, please,” I said.

“I’ll have the same,” Jake added.

Two people enjoying wine | Source: Freepik

Two people enjoying wine | Source: Freepik

As the waitress left, we started chatting. Jake was easy to talk to, and I felt my initial nervousness melt away.

“So, Nathan tells me you’re a neurologist,” he said, looking genuinely interested. “That must be a challenging job.”

A couple lost in each other's eyes | Source: Freepik

A couple lost in each other’s eyes | Source: Freepik

Advertisement

“It is,” I nodded. “But I love it. What about you? What do you do?”

“I’m a graphic designer,” Jake replied. “I work freelance, so my schedule is pretty flexible. It’s a lot of fun, especially when I get to work on creative projects.”

A person working on their laptop | Source: Pexels

A person working on their laptop | Source: Pexels

Our drinks arrived, and we ordered appetizers — stuffed mushrooms and bruschetta. As we nibbled on the delicious food, we continued to talk about our lives, hobbies, and interests.

“I love hiking and photography,” Jake said, taking a sip of his wine. “There’s something about being in nature that’s so refreshing.”

A male photographer | Source: Pexels

A male photographer | Source: Pexels

Advertisement

“I’ve always wanted to get into photography,” I said. “But I never seem to find the time. Maybe you could give me some tips?”

“I’d love to,” Jake said with a smile. “It’s all about finding the right light and angle.”

A woman with a camera | Source: Pexels

A woman with a camera | Source: Pexels

As the evening went on, I found myself more and more charmed by Jake. He was kind, funny, and easy to talk to.

We laughed a lot, and it felt like I had known him for much longer than just one evening.

A cozy couple | Source: Freepik

A cozy couple | Source: Freepik

Advertisement

As we moved on to our main course, Jake looked at me with a smile. “So, Addison, how about we ask each other some more personal questions to break the ice further?”

“Sure, that sounds good,” I said. “What do you want to know?”

Food | Source: Unsplash

Food | Source: Unsplash

Jake leaned in slightly. “How about your one-to-five-year plan? What are your goals?”

I took a moment to think. “Well, I hope to advance in my career as a neurologist,” I began.

A woman staring at her man | Source: Freepik

A woman staring at her man | Source: Freepik

Advertisement

“Maybe get promoted to a senior position. I also want to decorate my apartment; it feels too plain right now,” I continued. “I’ve been thinking about getting a pet, maybe a cat or a small dog. And I’d love to travel more, see new places, and experience different cultures. Oh, and I want to expand my bookshelf with my favorite novels. I love reading!”

Pile of books and cup on top | Source: Unsplash

Pile of books and cup on top | Source: Unsplash

“That sounds wonderful. You have a lot of exciting plans!” he grinned.

“What about you?” I asked, curious to hear about his future plans.

“I want to grow my freelance business,” Jake said. “Maybe open my own studio one day. I also love traveling, so I’d like to visit more countries. And, believe it or not, I’ve been thinking about getting a pet too. A dog, probably.”

Advertisement

A dog | Source: Unsplash

A dog | Source: Unsplash

We laughed at the coincidence, and it felt nice to find common ground!

“So, how do you feel about marriage and family?” Jake further asked as he sipped his wine.

And this is where it all went horribly wrong.

A family | Source: Unsplash

A family | Source: Unsplash

Advertisement

“Honestly, I’d love to find a partner to share my life with,” I told him, “someone who understands and supports me. But marriage isn’t a necessity for me. If it happens, great, but if not, that’s okay too. As for children, I don’t see myself having any. For now. I’m happy with my career and personal goals.”

Jake leaned forward, looking serious. “What if you found the perfect guy? How long before you’d marry him?”

Two people smiling at each other and standing close | Source: Freepik

Two people smiling at each other and standing close | Source: Freepik

“Three years,” I said. “I believe in building a strong foundation. Six months to really get to know someone, a year of serious dating, and a year and a half of living together before considering engagement or marriage.”

Jake’s face changed, his friendly expression replaced by a frown. He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “Three years? That’s a long time. What if someone wants a quicker timeline?”

Advertisement

An upset man | Source: Midjourney

An upset man | Source: Midjourney

I felt a knot forming in my stomach. “Well, uh, I think it’s important to take time to build a strong relationship. I’m pretty confident about my three-year-plan.”

Jake’s frown deepened, and he abruptly called the waitress. “Check, please,” he said curtly. She looked confused but quickly brought the bill.

A waitress | Source: Pexels

A waitress | Source: Pexels

Advertisement

“Jake, what’s wrong?” I asked as he stood up, but he didn’t bother to answer. He paid and walked out of the restaurant without a glance back.

I sat there, stunned and hurt. What just happened?

Later, at home, I couldn’t stop thinking about the evening.

A woman staring at her reflection | Source: Pexels

A woman staring at her reflection | Source: Pexels

How could Jake just leave like that?

Deciding I needed answers, I messaged him.

I sent a selfie we took together and wrote, “Hey Jake, why did you leave so suddenly? I thought we were having a great time.”

A woman using her phone | Source: Unsplash

A woman using her phone | Source: Unsplash

Advertisement

A few minutes later, his reply came: “Don’t contact me again. You’re indecisive and not serious about what you want.”

Then, he blocked me.

I stared at my phone in disbelief. Was I really that off base?

The next day at work, I noticed Nathan giving me strange glances. Gathering my courage, I decided to confront him.

A man holding a phone in his hands | Source: Unsplash

A man holding a phone in his hands | Source: Unsplash

“Nathan, what did Jake tell you? You know why he left, don’t you?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

Nathan looked uncomfortable and shifted on his feet. “You messed it up, Addy,” he said. “Jake… told me you were wasting his time. He wanted something serious. He was looking for marriage, and you… you weren’t the best person for him. Sorry, I gotta go.”

Advertisement

A sad doc | Source: Midjourney

A sad doc | Source: Midjourney

I couldn’t believe it.

During my lunch break, I called my best friend, Sophie.

“Hey, Addison. How did the date go?” was the first thing she asked.

A cheerful woman on video call | Source: Pexels

A cheerful woman on video call | Source: Pexels

Advertisement

I sighed, feeling the weight of the evening pressing on me. “It started great, but then it ended terribly. Jake left abruptly after I talked about my three-year plan, and then he blocked me when I asked him why.”

Sophie’s eyes widened. “He did what? That’s ridiculous! What exactly happened?”

A sad young doctor | Source: Midjourney

A sad young doctor | Source: Midjourney

I recounted every detail, my voice trembling slightly as I relived the evening. When I finished, Sophie shook her head. “Addison, being honest about your expectations is important. If he couldn’t handle that, it’s his loss.”

“I can’t stop wondering if my three-year rule is really that strange, Sophie,” I admitted, my voice breaking a bit.

Advertisement

An anxious doctor | Source: Midjourney

An anxious doctor | Source: Midjourney

“Not at all,” Sophie said firmly. “Everyone has their own timeline and needs. What matters is that you stay true to yourself. If he couldn’t appreciate that, he wasn’t the right guy for you.”

Her words wrapped around me like a comforting blanket. But it didn’t ease all my worries. Was I wrong to be upfront about my expectations? Should I have kept it to myself? All I know is that being honest about what I want is important, even if it means losing a date like Jake.

A doctor focused on her work | Source: Midjourney

A doctor focused on her work | Source: Midjourney

Advertisement

What would you have done?

If you enjoyed this story, here’s another one: Julia is excited to surprise her husband on his birthday, but everything changes when she hears an unexpected voice. Hiding in the living room, her heart pounds as her husband’s laughter mingles with another woman’s. What will Julia uncover?

A couple | Source: Unsplash

A couple | Source: Unsplash

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.

Related Posts

Be the first to comment

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published.


*