I thought the hope and potential for a good tip was supposed to, mostly, take care of service problems. Why does the system break down in some places?.
Arkansawyer said:
I thought the hope and potential for a good tip was supposed to, mostly, take care of service problems. Why does the system break down in some places?
Perhaps because A) they are too young to understand this or too new at the job; B) they've been doing it so long they no longer care; C) they've been screwed out of a tip so many times they don't rely on getting one.
There's the whole 'tipping food chain' to contend with also. Who tips the best? Guys on dates trying to impress the girl. Who tips the worst? Groups of women. The server has already determined what the tip will be so why bother. (Which is also why servers should never drape their lovely selves all over my DH when we're out, cuz you got it, I'm the one with the money.)
That's the working for tips mentality. The working for the pleasure of doing a good job is something else altogether and will get you good service no matter what tipping group you fall into.
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Madeleine said:
"...Which is also why servers should never drape their lovely selves all over my DH when we're out, cuz you got it, I'm the one with the money."
My days of being draped are over, but what irritates me more than anything is for a southern waitress to call me "Hon" or "Baby". Their tip diminishes everytime they are overly familiar.
I don't think showing a customer respect is old fashioned, which is why I'm also irritated by telemarketers who call me by my first name.
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Proud Texan said:
Madeleine said:
"...Which is also why servers should never drape their lovely selves all over my DH when we're out, cuz you got it, I'm the one with the money."
My days of being draped are over, but what irritates me more than anything is for a southern waitress to call me "Hon" or "Baby". Their tip diminishes everytime they are overly familiar.
I don't think showing a customer respect is old fashioned, which is why I'm also irritated by telemarketers who call me by my first name.
I hired housekeeping here twice. Wait three times. None with a good result, the last one was on the front page of the paper...anywho - she called me Hon. Let's see I am older than you, I am your boss, you call me hon. Interesting. She was not southern.
The southern girls call me m'am as do the southern men, no matter what their age, old men call me m'am and it always seems odd. But it is what it is. While we're on the
pet peeve moment the calling of me "guys" also is irritating. "Hi Guys!" "Ready to order guys?" "Everything okay guys?"
But as my Grandpa used to say, when someone called him Sir, or Mister he would stop them and touch their arm in a caring way and say "You don't need to call me sir or mister, just call me what everyone else does 'Crazy old bastard' "
and then laugh so hard he would snort coffee out his nose.
And sure enough they would walk away calling him that!
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