I’m not serving you because I think it’s a great way to pass the time.. This is my job. I depend on tips to make it so I’m getting at least minimum wage. If you come please for the love of a roof over my head, tip 15%.
– Nikki
For The Love of a Roof Over my Head
Posted: October 11, 2013 in Dumb Customers, StoriesTags: bad tips, food, how to be a waiter, Humor, life, musings, waitress problems
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Dear Every Person Who Even Thinks About Going Out For Dinner and/or Drinks:
If you didn’t bring enough money to leave a tip, please stay home.
If there’s a problem, let your server know, in a ‘polite’ way. They want to help you, but if you’re rude, ‘you’ are the problem.
If you ask for separate checks, complicated special orders, or make your server take any unnecessary extra steps to serve you, be prepared to tip extra.
These people are your servers, NOT your slaves!