Dee M.
Yelp
Entering this joint had me amped up, like a kid in a candy store. Popped a slick pic on Yelp"The Sign" , all hyped for my maiden voyage. But damn, the vibe was more hustle-bustle than warm embrace. Not a deal-breaker, but c'mon, a little more charm at the front would've been sweet.
Cashier was about as monotone as a dial tone--again, not a deal-breaker. But he's the face, man! He could've schooled me quick on their deal, a snappy rundown on their combos, maybe a suggestion or two. After some digging, I cobbled together a solid order, tweaking it here and there.
About ten minutes in, I get hit with this bombshell: "Sorry, we're cashless." Now usually, I'd shrug it off, but I had greenbacks ready to roll--awkward. I get the whole safety spiel, but they got self-serve drinks, communal restrooms--the whole shebang. So why no cash, bro?
If this was my gig, I'd understand. I'd hook a brother up, maybe toss a few dumplings my way to even spread the word out. I've been places where they get it, especially if one is ready to pay for the goods not just looking for freebies--they want my coin, they make it work. Some of these places oddly have cash tip jars............
So after a silent stand-off, I had to bounce. If you're going cashless, cool, but don't have me dodging germ-central for soda and stirrers while you're turning down cash. In this day and age, everyone should have a choice--cash or card, keep it private. But nah, not here.
Verdict? Decide: either all takeout or all-in. Don't leave folks hanging between cash and card, dodging germs and and or people avoiding their bank info privacy leaks. Sort it out, folks.