Two years ago we had to curtail indoor seating for our customers due to the pandemic.
Then my wife had a brilliant idea. “Petition the city to allow us to set up a parklet so we can offer outdoor dining.”
Guess what? The city gave us a permit.
I constructed a parklet. A table and stools on a platform that extended around four feet into the street.
But the pandemic continued and no paying customers showed up. Only homeless druggies and drunks.

My parklet sits empty now, covered in graffiti.
It seem like a good idea at the time, though.
(100 words)
Written for the Friday Fictioneers prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Photo credit: Roger Bultot.
A very nice story. Quite realistic too.
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Thanks.
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It was a good idea 😊
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Another victim of COVID19.
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Yep. 🙁
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excellent story Fandango! ❤
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So many businesses did not survive the pandemic… and it is not over yet.
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