I need to vent....

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Spyder Wrote:I used to feel weird about tipping the take out girl...it wasn't until a convo that me and Rusty had that I changed my mind...

He said, "I always think, does that dollar mean more to them than it does to me?"...that totally clicked with me. One fucking dollar means absolutely jack shit to me, but it probably means the difference between a shitty tip and a good day to the girl.

I've always been hefty on the tips since then...

Im only hefty/obnoxious w the tips at the bars/restaurants in my neighborhood (which are all among tops of Miami Beach). I tip em the fuck out and they take care of me. Drinks poured before I even sit down. Seats at the bar left empty w a table setting when the place is packed and bar swamped. etc.etc. At first, my bro would look at me in surprise/disgust at my tips, but he gets it now...and follows in kind.

Yesterday, I called the restaurant/bar across the street from my house w 5 minutes to go before the lady and kids got home so I (and my bro) could slip in a quick drink. Dude recognized my caller ID and just says hello.

"Mic, I need you to pour me two Manhattans. I'll be right there".

All that said, I still only tip 10% on expensive wine. Trust me, if you're throwing up a $300-$500 dinner tab for two, and 80% of that is wine, no fucking way am I gonna give them another $100+ tip for a wine they didnt make or recommend..and god fucking forbid if I have to reach across the table and pour it myself...at least in a nice spot.