Rules for Dining
Guess what people, the 15% rule at restaraunts is not a suggestion. Furthermore, I may not be a mathematics major but $3 is not 15% of $45, nor is it even 10%.
When you go out to eat, you don't tip your waiter just for getting you your drinks and food. You tip them for putting up with YOU. You tip them for bending the rules so you can get some extra goddamn sauce/salsa without a surcharge and you tip them for going behind the scenes and arguing with the Mexicans that work in the back so you can get your fucking enchiladas without any onions whatsoever even if it means they have to completely make the sauce from scratch. You tip them for cleaning the shit you spilt on the floors while you ate and making sure you don't have to get your fat ass up to get a refill. And don't expect your drink to be refilled the second it's empty. I assure you your server is taking care of more people than your stupid, selfish self and they may need just a minute to do it. Your more likely to get a fucking drink sitting there than I am running around doing your fucking bidding.
I think that the 15% rule applies to adequate service. You got everything you needed in a timely manner and your server was at least pleasant, informed, and polite. In some instances such as when it takes more than four minutes to get your drinks or you just aren't getting what you need, it's understandable to leave 10%. You better have had some pretty shitty service to leave any less. By that I mean a rude, incompetent, overly forgetful server. About 80-90% of the time, if your food comes out wrong it sure as fuck ain't your server's fault. I don't put your fucking food together.
And for those fuckers who think to themselves, "Well I only have $40 and my bill is probably around $33 right now so I can afford. I don't need to leave a tip, my waiter makes enough as it is." It's called take out. Most restaraunts have it and there ain't no need to worry about tip. Don't sit your broke ass at my table in that case because you are LOSING ME MONEY BY SITTING THERE!! It's not like you were never there. I have to tip out 3% of my SALES so if you leave me nothing, I have to pay the restaraunt for your stupid ass eating at my table. Not to mention someone else who would have tipped me could have sat at that goddamn table you occupied for a fucking hour chatting it up.
20% is reserved for service that was both very helpful and particularly friendly. Of course if you feel like being more generous no one is gonna complain except maybe your tight-wad friends.
I get paid $2.13 an hour.... I make my money in tips and I assure you I work my ass off to make my money. I never get to sit down, fuck I'm not even supposed to lean against anything while I'm on the clock. That means I am on my feet for more than 3 hours every morning and more than 6 hours every night without rest. I carry trays weighing up to 40 lbs on my shoulder regularly and get fiber glass splinters daily from doing it. Every day I am personally insulted as a person and have to take it with a smile. I have to meet up to 100 people a night and memorize their drink orders and be familiar with their food orders. My bad if I bring you a regular coke with lemon instead of your stupid diet coke with lime. I betcha I'll fix it. If at the end of the day I average $12+/hr, than I betcha I motherfucking earned it in stress, sweat, and honest to god pain. Don't begrudge me my money. There are some days when I technically make less than minimum wage too.
Here are just a few scenarios I've had to SMILE through:
- I had to keep smiling once when I greeted a table and one of the guys at the table looked at his friend and asked, "I thought you said the waitresses here were supposed to be pretty." I've also heard, "Why did we get the ugly waitress?"
- A "colored" *cough* woman told me in retaliation to her chicken not being crispy fried enough, "Why can't you just do to this chicken what you did to your hair? That looks pretty fried to me." She was one to talk.
- Once got yelled at by a woman for not getting her an iced tea quick enough. Unluckily for me I was still taking the drink order of the rest of her party (14 total) and she told another passing waiter as I was standing there that she had been waiting over 45 minutes for her drink and I was an incompetent waiter. Far be it for me to make her wait for her fucking tea just so I could see what everyone else wanted to drink.
This doesn't even start to cover the stupid things people ask/tell me to do for them.
Anywho.... enough of that. I'm currently working at Abuelo's off University catering to yet more dumbasses. Tips are higher here than both Kyoto and Cotton Patch but you get just as many douches.
I don't have to work for the next two days!! tee-hee so happy
JAROD COMES HOME FROM THE RIG TOMORROW!! **HAPPY DANCE** Soooooo excited!! Some of his friends are coming into town Wednesday so there is a possibility of a small shindig that night. Calls will be made if so. Only people who are down with certain "activities" though. It is Jarod after all. None of my doing.
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