I know it could've been worse and has been worse for many of my co-workers and will only get worse for me. But I am SO ANGRY RIGHT NOW. Language warning.
How much do you tip your waitress? 15% is standard. I'd say, if you want to be a jerk, 10%. But a true asshat? Ah, yeah. Less than even that pitiful sum.
The little brother of a kid I went to elementary school with came in today. I served him and the girl he was with. I got him extra shrimp when he asked, I hand-grated two bowls of extra parmesan cheese for the girl he was with. I got them their check swiftly when they declined my offer of dessert.
They left me $2 on a $30 check. (Not even 10%.) I seriously want to call up this kid's mom and ask her why her child is big enough to go out to eat like an adult but not big enough to pay his waitress like one. I'm sorry, do I have to fill my gas tank any less than him? Doubtful. And if he didn't have enough money on him? You godfriggingdamnit think about these things before you go out to eat. There is absolutely NO excuse for this and I am SO ANGRY. And I work a double, meaning I go back later tonight, and just pray it doesn't happen again 'cause I swear, I'll snap. I'll shove that extra shrimp so far down his throat they will become lodged in his frikkin trachea and he will choke to death. And don't even ask me what I'd do with the cheese grater. This is why I ALWAYS tip well, even when the meal goes poorly and it takes half an hour to get another water, (exaggeration but you know what I mean,) 'cause I know this crap happens all the time.
How much do you tip your waitress? 15% is standard. I'd say, if you want to be a jerk, 10%. But a true asshat? Ah, yeah. Less than even that pitiful sum.
The little brother of a kid I went to elementary school with came in today. I served him and the girl he was with. I got him extra shrimp when he asked, I hand-grated two bowls of extra parmesan cheese for the girl he was with. I got them their check swiftly when they declined my offer of dessert.
They left me $2 on a $30 check. (Not even 10%.) I seriously want to call up this kid's mom and ask her why her child is big enough to go out to eat like an adult but not big enough to pay his waitress like one. I'm sorry, do I have to fill my gas tank any less than him? Doubtful. And if he didn't have enough money on him? You godfriggingdamnit think about these things before you go out to eat. There is absolutely NO excuse for this and I am SO ANGRY. And I work a double, meaning I go back later tonight, and just pray it doesn't happen again 'cause I swear, I'll snap. I'll shove that extra shrimp so far down his throat they will become lodged in his frikkin trachea and he will choke to death. And don't even ask me what I'd do with the cheese grater. This is why I ALWAYS tip well, even when the meal goes poorly and it takes half an hour to get another water, (exaggeration but you know what I mean,) 'cause I know this crap happens all the time.
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