The waiter told them they couldn’t sit at an empty booth. They decided to take a photo, and now it’s going viral for all the right reasons…: Check the comments 👇👇👇

The choice of where to sit in a restaurant is often a matter of personal preference, with many individuals favoring the comfort and intimacy of a booth. However, there are instances where customers might be led past available booths, prompting questions about the restaurant’s decision.

In a Texas Roadhouse restaurant in Dallas, one family experienced this situation and decided to share their feelings on social media. They were initially disappointed when the hostess bypassed an apparently available booth, but their perspective changed when they discovered a sign on the table indicating it was reserved for VIPs.

Upon closer inspection, the family learned that the booth was reserved in honor of five slain police officers: Sergeant Michael J. Smith, Officer Michael Krol, Officer Patrick Zamarripa, Senior Corporal Lorne Ahrens, and Mr. Brent Thompson from the Dallas Area Rapid Transit Police Department. The restaurant had chosen to memorialize and recognize these officers who lost their lives in the line of duty.

The sign on the table expressed gratitude for their service and conveyed a message of remembrance. The customers, initially disappointed about not getting the booth, felt honored to be seated close to this special tribute. The news of the restaurant’s gesture spread on social media, with other patrons sharing pictures and praising Texas Roadhouse for standing with its police officers.

The management’s decision to reserve a table as a memorial for the fallen officers received positive attention, highlighting the impact such gestures can have on the community. The customers, once upset about the seating arrangement, now understood and appreciated the significance of the restaurant’s action, recognizing it as a small yet meaningful way to pay tribute to those who sacrificed their lives in service.

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