You advertise all the rock or fill dirt you can haul away, and I'll be there with a payloader and a dump truck, if you have that much and I can use it.
A deal is a deal.
If you don't want to hold up your end, don't advertise, no matter what business you're in.
Otherwise, you're dealing with the public, and if you're in that business you'd best be ready for all they can dish out.
Well they take everybody out to the field in a wagon and let them loose. People find their pumpkin and CARRY it back.
I'm 5'-11, wear a 54" jacket. My buddy is MAYBE an inch taller than me, and makes me look SMALL. I'll wear xxlt or xxxl shirts, he puts a stretch on 5xl.
And trust me, it ain't all fat.
Occaisionally, I'll have somebody ask me if I ever played pro football. My buddy can move me around almost on a thought.
Back to the pumpkin farm. Everybody else is carrying 10-15 or 20# pumpkins, my buddy found one that weighed well over 100#, came back with it on his shoulder. The tractor driver kinda thought my buddy did the over kill, but it was "whatever you could carry". On the other hand, my buddy had 3 kids. He got 3 normal size pumpkins for each of them, and just got the one monster pumpkin for the entire family.
Actually you DID sign a social contract, by not becoming a mountain man. When you decide to be a member of society, to benefit from what society has to offer like restaurants, you sign on to not be a scheming conniving greedy annoying rude jackass. If you can’t handle that, then don’t be shocked when people kick your out.
The restaurant did hold up their end. They let these fat jerks patronize the restaurant for 2 years. Then the decided enough was enough. Everybody reserves the right to refuse service.