"God Knows When You Don't Tip"

I have been a lot of things in my short working career. Lawn care provider, farm hand, peach sorter, ice cream cone maker, library assistant, sporting goods associate at the local Wal-Mart a credit union teller, restaurant kitchen helper and most currently a waitress.

 

For all the places that have cut me a paycheck I have seemed to enjoy the last quite a bit. Only God knows why. But my place of employment, who will be kept nameless for my job security sake, isn't a bad place to work.

 

Waitressing has given me plenty of opportunities to study people and many personality traits to add to my ever growing ideas that spawn into books and things like this. However do this, currently doesn't pay the bills. So I work for tip money mainly. $4.95 an hour, my waitressing pay, doesn't keep the electricity on either unfortunately.

So me and my fellow servers have to rely on our ever so charming people skills and the generosity of others in order to make do. Not exactly the best way to make a living always.

 

There are exceptions to tipping bad... so many they are impossible to list. But if your server has busted his or her tail to keep your wine flowing your food presentable between the kitchen and your table and in all honesty dealt with your crabby demanding mother-in-law with a smile on their face recall that perhaps an extra dollar or two in their tip is acceptable. Always.

 

Twenty-percent is now what we consider the normal for tipping however ten to fifteen percent is still acceptable anything lower is just insulting if your service was passable. If you want to be waited on hand in foot for free while eating stay living with your mother. If you want a decent night with a lovely meal and wonderful service tip your server.

 

Because remember God knows when you don't tip.

 

Sincerely,

Kendra

 

P.S. Thank God for freedom of speech.