Keep the Change
So its Sunday night, and very slow.
Not much going on other than a couple two tops, and a four top of cute girls, all going to the American Idol "All-Stars" Ha!
Speaking of, I can't believe Kelly Clarkson won a VMA tonight, not because I like her or anything, but I remember three years ago watching the finals, with my ex in my arms, tear...
Seems like just yesterday, sigh.
Well enough of the sentimentality, its time for a rant!
So its a slow and not stormy night.
One of my two tops is hanging out, and its a quality table.
Bottle of mid-level wine, a steak and a seafood entree.
$98 Tab at the moment.
I stop by for a dessert check and their all set to go, I drop the check and go about my business.
A few moments pass and I return, I see a couple of dead presidents peeking out of the checkbook.
Jackson and Benjamin.
(Yes nitpickers I know Benjamin isn't one)
I pop over and say, "Can I run that up for you sir?"
"Sure, keep the change, everything was wonderful," the gentleman says with a smile.
I thank him of course and start away, and am abruptly stopped by the lady.
"Waiter! What is that young lady drinking over there?"
"A chocolate martini Ma'am"
"Ooooooooh! May I have one of those? Honey?" She pleads with her husband.
Shit, he's gonna crack.
"Well why not," is the answer.
I hesitantly put the server book back down.
I get her drink and as I drop it off ask if there will be anything else. The gentleman say no, and I drop off their new billing statement.
They camp out for a little bit and after I roll some silverware I return to the table.
They are both gone.
I pick up the tab.
The same amount of money is in it.
The bill is SEVEN BUCKS more!
I just paid for HER drink out of my tip.
And it was a good tip, now turned to a shitty one, all because it would take too much effort to reach two feet for their freakin wallet!