MisterCreosote
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Too bad you can't pay them in melodrama.
I haven't delivered food for money in 21 years.
If you dropped me in my college town in 2017 where I delivered about 15,000 orders a year, I could drive around - all these years later - and tell you the apartments/houses with the best tips and the ones that would almost always stiff me.
Yes, the common stiffs would always get their food last when I would have a run of 4-5 deliveries. Good tippers always first, even if it meant to route was non-linear.
Servers have a long memory when it comes to cash.
That being said, I'm a cheap SOB when it comes to the place itself. I clip coupons. I make our kids get $5.99 haircuts. But I tip 7 bucks on those cheap haircuts. I'll leave an $8 tip on a $14 bill for a 2-for-1 meal deal. I usually get carry out specials so I don't tip people. I'll carry my own bags at hotels.
The surprised smile on a server/stylist's face when the cheap coupon ******* over tips is always worth it. Always.
I haven't delivered food for money in 21 years.
If you dropped me in my college town in 2017 where I delivered about 15,000 orders a year, I could drive around - all these years later - and tell you the apartments/houses with the best tips and the ones that would almost always stiff me.
Yes, the common stiffs would always get their food last when I would have a run of 4-5 deliveries. Good tippers always first, even if it meant to route was non-linear.
Servers have a long memory when it comes to cash.
So that means all of the times I've left excellent tips at that same restaurant should count for something, right?
I haven't delivered food for money in 21 years.
If you dropped me in my college town in 2017 where I delivered about 15,000 orders a year, I could drive around - all these years later - and tell you the apartments/houses with the best tips and the ones that would almost always stiff me.
Yes, the common stiffs would always get their food last when I would have a run of 4-5 deliveries. Good tippers always first, even if it meant to route was non-linear.
Servers have a long memory when it comes to cash.
That being said, I'm a cheap SOB when it comes to the place itself. I clip coupons. I make our kids get $5.99 haircuts. But I tip 7 bucks on those cheap haircuts. I'll leave an $8 tip on a $14 bill for a 2-for-1 meal deal. I usually get carry out specials so I don't tip people. I'll carry my own bags at hotels.
The surprised smile on a server/stylist's face when the cheap coupon ******* over tips is always worth it. Always.
Yes, servers have a long memory when it comes to cash. I'm 20-plus years out of my waiter days but will never forget one guy who would eat alone at my restaurant and always tip more than the entire bill. I could pick him out of 100 people right now.
Great casino story too, exmediahack. Do any casinos not pool tips anymore? I remember the old Binion's Horseshoe in Vegas where the dealers would drop tips into the front pocket of their shirt. At the good tables, that pocket would be sagging with chips. I'd like to think I tip dealers just as well today but it's not the same to watch them drop it into the box.
So the guy originally offered to tip half ($3,000) but ended up giving you $1,000?When we met at the gas station, I had changed into a hoodie and out of my tux/bow tie look. It was like a drug deal.
I was very friendly and affable as a dealer, usually making $80-$100 an hour in my tip box. Of course it was split evenly by dealer hour for the week.
Some weeks we would make $20,000 in dealer tips. Divide that by about 1400 "dealer hours" and that's what each person made per hour on top of the $4.25 minimum back then. If you worked 66 hours a week, you made a ton of cash.
There is a slight backstory on the $1,000 tip I took illegally.
Our conversation was very friendly at the table. I took the year off college to get in-state tuition. His daughter was my age and at the same university. I think he appreciated what I was trying to do. His winning 6k that day didn't hurt.
When we met at the gas station, I had changed into a hoodie and out of my tux/bow tie look. It was like a drug deal.
I was already rattled by the Natives that I worked for. I was a statistics major with a 31 ACT and I was taking orders from uneducated 50 year olds who, as I found out later thanks to online court records, had long rap sheets for DUIs and burglaries and bad checks. I just wanted to get along and do the job but one guy - a floor supervisor - in particular would do anything to make my life difficult. Sometimes if a white person was winning big, he would take me to surveillance (think the hammer in Casino) and accuse me of working with him.
By the time the $1,000 tip came about, I was about to give my notice and go back to school anyway.
Yes, servers have a long memory when it comes to cash.
So the guy originally offered to tip half ($3,000) but ended up giving you $1,000?
Did you ever count the tip money? I was in a casino once (forget where) and saw a couple dealers pour out a massive amount of chips from plastic bags onto an empty craps table and start counting/racking them. Wondered why they'd do it in the middle of the casino but figured the eye in the sky had something to do with it. Was a sea of red and white chips with a few stray greens.
If you hate arithmetic, isn't it easier to simply add your tip to the total than find a round number, thus taking the change out of the equation? So, for instance, it's easier to add $20 to $65.14 and get $85.14, than it is to decide you want to spend an even $80 and have to do the math to get a tip of $14.86?I go 20% across the board, rounding to the nearest dollar because I hate arithmetic.
I don't doubt that's true, but isn't turnover ridiculously high among servers?
As in, if I give someone a generous (or miserly) tip, what are the chances I'll see that server again? I can only recall a couple of times we were in a place and said, "We know that guy." One time, a female server really doted on us when we mentioned it was my wife's birthday. I gave her something like a 40 percent tip . . . and never saw her there again.