In my Accipe Hoc rating scale, I forgot those scions of the tipping family...businessmen (the traveling kind, not the locals). Or should I call them 15% tipping jerk offs who are high maintenance campers with condescension oozing from every word they utter?
Seriously, is there a class in business school called "Douche Bag Customer 101?" Like they are better than all us workers in the service industry because they spend their time away from their families figuring out how to screw over the world?
You know, 15% from normal people who treat you nice and are not expense accounting the meal is ok, but not from businessmen who run your ass off, treat you like you are the local Forrest Gump, never leave, and then can't possibly spend two or three dollars of their own money on the tip - they will however leave and spend $5 at Starbucks for a double-venti-frappe-douche-bag-mocha-shit thing.
Can you tell I had to wait on some businessmen last night?
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
I Forgot Businessmen
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Ok what happened? Are you getting burned out Tony? Calm down, have a drink, do something zen like. Don't make the Upset Waitress shove a Valium up your butt pal. This time of year we get shit tips. Not only do we get shit tips, there is no business. We only have one month before everything starts to gradually pick up.
Wooo you got a new chapter up? I must read you first thing in the morning!
Actually, the whole valium thing sounds kind of fun, but be that as it may...you're right, i need to chill...
I waited on the businessmen, too! They are the same nationwide. Most of ours don't even eat. I've actually ended up with a %15 tip on an $8 check.
Thank you so much to the man getting his Armani wearing ass into a Mercedes Benz.
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