So have you ever been to a restaurant and at the end of the meal you notice a “cash only” sign by the register? Today, it seems like everywhere you go, you can bust out the plastic and pay. I mean, I get it. Cash is a guaranteed form of payment, no fees for the owner, and quite possibly a way to avoid taxes.
I, personally, don’t mind because I gave up my credit cards long ago, however, there are those of us that like to track where our hard earned money is going. Furthermore, who wants to go around the corner to an ATM and pay their fees, not I said the fly!
I think Thrillist put it best when the said, “The horror! The shame! The indignation! The cash-only restaurant is a clearing-house for a blushing, sputtering spectrum of middle-class ignominy. It condescends to cardholders with faux moralism. It grins oleaginously as they fumble through wallets & punch grubby buttons on corner ATMs. It is an inconvenience at best and a vessel of fraud at worst. For these reasons and more, I say the cash-only restaurant must die. To Americans who wolf down potato skins amidst the newly poured concrete of the nation’s sprawling strip-mall middle, the idea of a restaurant that categorically rejects plastic of all provenance may sound like a silly concept. Hell, you might not even believe such a thing exists. “That’s stupid,” you may think to yourself as you plow through a bourbon-infused something-or-other at your local Tchotchke’s. “Why the hell would I eat at a place that doesn’t take my triple-cash-back mileage hell-yeah card?””
So the real question is, “How do you feel about those cash-only establishments?” Edgyplate is on the fence!