Friday, September 3, 2010
A "pity tip"
Ok, so apparently there are more people interested in knowing what goes on in my daily life than my mother and nosey haters!
So in celebration to that I decided to take a hint from my dear friends and BLOG.
Wow...what else right?
And thanks to my friend "Tree" (@Lyrical_Gangsta , follow her now!) I figured today I would talk about "pity tips".
Have you ever been a victim of "pity tipping"? And what I mean by that is you go out and your server at the restaurant you are dining in is so busted, ugly, sad, unfortunate, unhappy, jacked up or anything that makes them look absolutely MISERABLE that you can't help but feel compelled to help them out!
And when I say miserable I mean...miserable in life, or in their jobs and they are really working that job because they have like 25G's in student loans and credit cards and with too many shoes in the closet and a newborn baby out of wedlock waiting to be fed at home?
Or perhaps they were just born so unfortunetely ugly you actually feel bad for them?
Well...I am not Miss USA here but some days I would like to feel good about myself and say "Hey ...at least I don't look like THAT!"
Well last night my family and I went to our favorite Mexican Restaurant (VIVA LA RAZA! WOOT! <-- no I am NOT Mexican, nor am I Latin...I just figured I would support the Latinos whose great culture does help make this country what it is ...GREAT!)...anyways, we we're doing just great with the whole routine 1st Buss Boy brings chips and salsa, 2nd comes server and asks "Would you like anything to drink?"
All was well, until I decided to actually look at my server and answer his question!!!
I swear to you I have never...EVER....EVER in my lifetime seen a person as cross eyed as he was.
He was so cross eyed that when he asked ME if I wanted anything to drink...I almost wanted to make sure he wasn't asking my husband!
I automatically felt every single BAD feeling someone can possibly feel in life upon looking at him...among those: guilt (for being born with straight eyes!), shame (because I couldn't look at him!), pity...OH PITY...you consume ME!
I am a sucker for people with issues...but I have only ONE problem...I can't be smooth about it. Like... I really really CAN'T!
I was praying he wouldn't stick around long before I decided to ask how HARD it was to carry the trays and walk the line? Goodness forbid he was ever caught drunk driving...HOW could a police officer EVER EVER EVER have the heart to issue him a ticket if he can't walk a straight line? Or drive straight? ... above all...can he even DRIVE?
Anyways...after dinner...I was rummaging through my wallet with a collection of singles (NO I AM NOT A STRIPPER I just apparently collect a lot of change!)...and upon looking at a 28 dollar check...I felt obliged to leave more than the required tip...so, instead of pulling out my average $3 dollar singles and droppin' it on the table,...I pulled 5!
YES! An extra 2 dollars. Did he deserve it? Maybe not any more than any other server working that night, but then again...HE WAS CROSS EYED.
When I got in the car and told my husband what I did...he just about cried laughing...
My answer was: "Well...maybe I won't feel so bad if I try and justify the tip with anything other than his cross eyed-ness, he DID bring one of our drinks on top of his head...so let's believe the extra 2 were for the trick!"
And that was THAT.
Then today I thought to myself, if every single table he serves feels the same way I do, he can quite possibly be the best payed server in the whole VALLEY!
KUDOS to you cross-eyed server...you probably have a bigger house and a better car than we do by now.
<3 Thank you for taking the time!
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