Confessions of a Line Cook: oh yeah, tipping

Thursday, September 3, 2009

oh yeah, tipping

yeah.  you fucking bastardos.  let me say this once and for all...TEN PERCENT AIN'T SHIT AND IS NO LONGER THE STANDARD.  listen, all my girls make minimum wage, none of them get full time, and half of them are trying to put themselves through college.  they need that money.  it's not just a matter of "well, she did a wonderful job, so i'm going to tip her aplenty!"  tips are part of the bill, period, whether we add it ourselves or not.  we're allowed to add a 18% gratuity on tables of 8 or more.  some places in town do it starting at five people.  so yeah, this twelve top i mentioned, tammy said they were wicked nice so she didn't add the gratuity cause she thought they'd be down with a big tip...anyway, the bill was like a hundred and twenty bucks, and they tipped i think fourteen dollars, with the comment "there, that should be plenty!"

fuck you.

listen, if you want something that's ten bucks, bring fifteen.  drinks cost money too.  and don't complain about what anything costs after you get your bill (i'm looking at you, mr. redneck guy with the tank top and mean kids) because all our prices are clearly stated.  and don't try to talk us down on milkshake prices (i'm looking at you, two stupid kids with all the change mom gave you).  this isn't a car lot.  we don't haggle.  and leaving a dollar on the table no matter what you have (i'm looking at you, most everyone over sixty) is not fucking acceptable.

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