10/23/2026
Tales From the Owner… Apparently, I Can’t Write. 🙄
Well, apparently I have my own personal AI investigator.
Some of you may have noticed him in the comments. He’s certainly made an effort to be noticed.
It started with the graphics I create in Canva. I’ve explained repeatedly that I design them myself, but Facebook sometimes labels them as AI.
Apparently, we’re still working through that.
Now he’s questioning whether I actually write my Tales.
Yes, apparently my ability to put together a coherent sentence is suspicious.
I wasn’t aware it was such an accomplishment.
Now, I realize I’ve owned Pompano Grill for sixteen years, but I did have a life before the restaurant. A rather successful corporate career, actually.
Apparently, once you become a restaurant owner, any previous education, intelligence, or ability to communicate simply disappears.
Interesting theory.
I’m also curious what he thinks restaurant owners do all day. Point at things and grunt?
But what I find particularly entertaining is that this gentleman seems to have a problem with everything I post.
Yet he reads it all.
And comments.
Repeatedly.
I’ve suggested scrolling past, but apparently that requires a level of technical expertise he hasn’t quite mastered.
And yes, I’m well aware of the BLOCK button.
But why would I deprive you good people of the entertainment? There’s something rather amusing about watching someone make a complete buffoon of himself in public without the slightest assistance from anyone else.
I simply provide the comment section.
After sixteen years in this business, I’ve collected enough stories to last a lifetime. I certainly don’t need AI to invent them.
Although I do appreciate someone volunteering to become the subject of the next one.
So, to my devoted literary critic, by all means, carry on.
For someone so concerned about artificial intelligence, you do seem to struggle rather spectacularly with the regular kind. 🙄