You should know that Brian is an excessively good tipper. Whenever we go to a restaurant, he asks me how much to leave for tip (which I do quickly in my head by moving the comma two spaces and multiplying by 2), and then proceeds to add a full dollar or two to whatever amount I tell him. Sometimes this results in disproportionately large tips.
We were out having dinner at Chili’s and he liked how we were served. Uh Oh. SO he decided to leave a 30% tip. I fought it, by God, I really did, but to no avail.
After dinner and a movie, we stopped by the Friendly’s on Route 1 for some ice cream. Our waiter, Eric, was a superstar. He was hilarious, and made us laugh more than once. I even saw how he was charming up a group of old ladies a couple of tables away. He was awesome! So…
ina: he’s a charmer! We should leave him a big tip.
hubby: (imitating me) "Ooh, he deserves 21%! Let’s go crazy"
ina: you gave 30% to that other woman, who wasn’t even that good! So he deserves that!
hubby: the check was $8.00! (imitating me again) "Ooh, let’s give him $2.50!"
I burst out a laugh so loud and so sudden that I startled the old ladies, who turned to look at me. Then I accidentally knocked over my glass of ice water, and the waiter looked up. I signaled him that I had it under control, still laughing at Brian’s clever come-back, and proceeded to pick up my mess.
I left him a 100% tip. We had the best time we’ve ever had at a Friendly’s. If that’s not worth $8 of entertainment, I don’t know what is.
Here’s me asking you to reward your waiters, especially if you had a better-than-average time 🙂
ina