UTMC

Posted: **Wed Mar 02, 2011 7:51 pm**

So first, in my thin defense, I have, counting tonight, only ever not tipped a waiter TWICE in my life. The first time was completely justifiable.

So tonight, Mrs. Rench and Renchlette are meeting a friend at the mall at 19:15. I figure "hey, we'll have dinner just outside the mall, then I can wander off for the night while you three do girl things."

18:00, Seated at Friday's. 18:05, drinks and appetizer ordered. 18:15, appetizers out, dinner ordered. 18:40, not having seen the waiter since, food is delivered. 19:05, comes back to see if we need anything else, 19:15 brings the check.

He wasn't the only waiter on in the place, and it did seem a LITTLE busy, but these were the only times I saw him. When he finally ran the card and came back, he ran it for a different amount than the total (only about .50 more, but principle). Being in a rush anyway, and pretty upset that dinner took that long, I stiffed him on the tip.

An hour later, I'm at a store and go to pay for something...and my debit is not in my wallet...

And my being a self-important asshole is now becoming all too clear.

I call the restaurant, and, sunuvabitch, the manager has my card. Comes out, gives it to me, apologizes for the service, and gives me $25 in gift cards. The whole time, I'm trying to get through her skull that I'm the one who's sorry, I was obviously a prick to a helluva good kid. She didn't get it. I was (as mentioned) in a rush, tonight. I'm thinking I"m gonna go back Friday, make sure I'm in his section, order one beer, and give him like a 5000% tip.

He could have shredded it, just tossed it, claimed ignorance, gone to the strip club, whatever, and I would have deserved it.

Humble pie never tastes good, but it's a healthy snack once in a while...

-Rench

Posted: **Wed Mar 02, 2011 8:00 pm**

interesting.

Posted: **Thu Mar 03, 2011 3:59 am**

Kind of like the time a bunch of us went out to have a good time in Quebec City and were asked to leave for basically speaking American too loudly at the bar. We file out, I'm the last one in line and I give the doorman the finger.
Guess who makes it two blocks away and realizes he left his wallet on the bar and has to beg the doorman to let him in?

Posted: **Thu Mar 03, 2011 4:09 am**

We have a saying over here. Basically translates like "You meet everyone twice."

I find it probably one of the most useful bits of folk-wisdom.

That and my father's words:
"With your hat in your hand, you'll get across the whole land."
Hat in hand as in tipping it, not begging with it.

Not knowing how much such vouchers mean to you, I'd offer them to the waiter in question, let him have a night out. Easy come, easy go and all that.

Posted: **Thu Mar 03, 2011 4:49 am**

"The people you see on the way up are the same people you see on the way down."

Posted: **Thu Mar 03, 2011 5:59 pm**

Sisyphus wrote:...asked to leave for basically speaking American too loudly at the bar.

That's a pretty understandable response.

Posted: **Thu Mar 03, 2011 7:14 pm**

Jonny wrote:
Sisyphus wrote:...asked to leave for basically speaking American too loudly at the bar.
That's a pretty understandable response.

We pretty much deserved it.

UTMC

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