In a tiny village in Asturias, Spain, my grandparents run a cozy family restaurant, a local hub since 1941. Every summer, I help out, learning recipes and enjoying village life. Our place, with just eight tables inside and a few outside, is bustling with locals playing cards and sipping wine. One summer day, things took a dramatic turn when an entitled family arrived.

Around 4 p.m., a family barged in, demanding a table despite the kitchen being closed. When I explained our hours, the mother snapped, “If the kitchen’s closed, why is he eating?” referring to my grandpa. I replied, “He’s the owner, so he kinda eats whenever he wants!” The situation escalated when they demanded Wi-Fi and let their child run wild.

My grandpa, always calm, politely asked them to settle down. The mother yelled, “DON’T YOU DARE TELL ME HOW TO RAISE MY CHILD, YOU DINOSAUR!” and the father joined in, calling my grandpa a “creep.” The restaurant fell silent. Two off-duty Guardia Civil officers stepped in, identified themselves, and asked the family to respect the rules.

Outside, the officers noticed the family’s car blocking our garage, a clear violation. They issued a hefty 200-euro fine. The locals, witnessing the scene, were satisfied that justice was served. My grandpa, quietly vindicated, resumed his meal.

This incident became a local legend, a testament to the karma that awaits those who disrespect others. Most tourists are respectful, but this episode highlighted the importance of treating people and their traditions with respect, no matter where you are.