posted by
asato_muraki at 09:18am on 14/04/2010 under a big ol' bag o crazy
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I'm about to go out of town for an overnight camping trip with the school group. The hubby will be here, but needed me to look up our bank info because he couldn't remember the online banking password.
So, that is how I logged on and found out that the *person* behind the counter at Gelatos tacked a $2.00 tip onto my nearly $4.00 coffee, which I bought only as a gesture of goodwill and was given a ton of bad grace to go along with it. So, I didn't tip. Perhaps I should have tipped her anyway, but I didn't. When someone hands you something over a counter (not table service), I figure the tip is for personality more than anything.
I still have my receipt, and am sorely tempted to make a thing about it, because of the sheer level of bitch this person was throwing around. Grar.
At the same time, I understand that making a thing out of it will only escalate the badness. Still. It wrankles.
So, that is how I logged on and found out that the *person* behind the counter at Gelatos tacked a $2.00 tip onto my nearly $4.00 coffee, which I bought only as a gesture of goodwill and was given a ton of bad grace to go along with it. So, I didn't tip. Perhaps I should have tipped her anyway, but I didn't. When someone hands you something over a counter (not table service), I figure the tip is for personality more than anything.
I still have my receipt, and am sorely tempted to make a thing about it, because of the sheer level of bitch this person was throwing around. Grar.
At the same time, I understand that making a thing out of it will only escalate the badness. Still. It wrankles.
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