Bestoutwest":1lskqx8x said:
I can remember picking her up and having to wait because someone needed some coffee so they could talk. Sidenote-when you do that, drink coffee so you can just talk to your friends and you're keeping her from leaving, don't expect decaf when you ask for it. There's a reason you'll be up all night.
I start to feel bad when I hear stories about how poorly waitresses are paid and how hard they work, etc, and then I hear something like this, and it makes me never want to tip again. Hello, that is often WHY people go out to eat in the first place, to relax and enjoy themselves, and dog forbid sit and talk. I can count on one hand the number of times when I knew that a place was closing and I was keeping them, usually when traveling and we just haven't been able to find somewhere else to eat. Otherwise, how the heck is anyone supposed to know when a waitress' shift ends? Doing some thing like exchanging regular coffee for decafinated is not only pretty low, and nasty, it may be a criminal liability if the customer has a medical condition which doesn't allow them to have cafein.
I usually tip 15%, sometimes 20, and only a few times when I didn't leave anything when it wasn't deserved. There were a few others in which I kicked myself for leaving a tip when it wasn't deserved.
My father was always a good tipper, but as he got older he just started leaving what he thought was a fair amount for the service, without paying attention to the percentage. Once when 4 of us were at lunch at a swanky touristy area he paid, and I didn't even pay attention to what he left as a tip. The bill was about $150 and he left her $20. It was later in the day for lunch, no one else in the place, and we were in and out in less then an hour. She had the nerve to follow us out on to the sidewalk and ask my father if he was not happy with the service, because he left such a small tip. He was mortified from embarassment, as he was one of those who always felt so bad for the hard working waitresses, and wouldn't dream of not treating them well. I was so pizzed off at that effing little wench that he had to pull me back from going in and letting her and her manager have it. He was the last one to ever make a scene. To this day I regret not going back myself later in the day and setting them straight. In get that there are tons of miserable customers when you work in a service industry, but not all working folks are gems either.