While my boss was battling cancer, I took over managing his catering company. My first big event was a 150-steak wedding—until the bride called the day before demanding seafood instead. I calmly explained the contract didn’t allow last-minute changes, and they fired us on the spot, threatening lawsuits.
I trusted my gut and prepped the meal anyway. Sure enough, the groom called the next morning in a panic. I told him we’d only cater under a new contract—at triple the price, paid upfront. He begrudgingly agreed.
At the venue, he threatened my staff, so I confronted him publicly and made it clear we’d leave if it happened again. The wedding went smoothly, and we were later sued—but the judge ruled in our favor and made them pay our legal fees.
My boss laughed when he heard. The couple? Divorced within three years. Karma.
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