For the first time ever, I didn't leave a tip

Read my original thread. I did wait a bit. But keep digging. You might eventually come up with something you can use against me.

You are really desperate to find a way to spin this to make PunditLisa look bad, aren’t you? I’m assuming that she’s smart enough to tell the difference between an employee and some random patron wandering around the restaurant near the cash register. It doesn’t matter what capacity he’s employed in: even if he doesn’t have access to the cash register himself, he should have shifted his ass into gear and gone to find someone who could work it. Talking to him was where PunditLisa’s responsibility ended. Customers should not be required to interogate the staff to find out what their duties are, just to get service.

On Bizarro World, we know how to read for comprehension. That quote does not say any of the things you claim it says.

I lost track of what you were saying in your last post.

Here’s the quote:

“Please note that I have not, nor will I, endorse the guy at the counter’s behavior. He was rude, plain and simple. Should he be fired, IMO probably. Still, cash control procedures at many restaurants prohibit unauthorized employees from accessing the till.”

What are you saying it’s not saying? In other words, what is it you are saying DrDeth says the quote says?

“Should be fired” is not the same as “get him fired.”

Hey, DrDeth, what do you think about whooshes?

And how about yogurt with active cultures?

You had a broken ankle, not muscular dystrophy. Seems like all he did was make a poor joke and you overreacted. But I don’t understand why taxi drivers need to be tipped anyway.

Excalibre and dnooman: insults toward other posters are not allowed outside the Pit. If you want to keep taking swings at one another, please do so there, but leave it out of this forum.

While we’re at it, baiting isn’t appropriate, either.

OK, OK. I do apologize. :smack:

Although I still say you were wrong, I got a little too nasty to you. Still, I maintain "*Try- calling out “Hello, anyone here?” Then, if that fails- sticking nose in kitchen and saying “hello, I need help up at the register!”. * " might work better.

However, I wasn’t there, and not being in your shoes (some sort of pumps, I imagine? :wink: ) I can’t say for certain I wouldn’t do similar. So, I’ll back off.

I was just curious. I bet this is yet another one of life’s problems that ultimately stems from the bacteria in our guts. DrDeth is an expert on such things!

And this is your second warning.

Dude! Deep, cleansing breaths. In with the good . . . out with the bad . . . . Just inhale . . . exhale . . . . Everything will be okay.

Dr. Deth, Although I still think you’re wrong, I accept your apology. :wink:

While this thread is degenerating I’ll just chime in with my almost certain thread killing story about walking out on a check.

My husband and I went to Denny’s one night (early morning actually) after a gig. It was probably around 2:30. We were seated promptly, got our menus and ordered. Food came right out. We ate. And then we waited and waited and waited. I think 45 minutes passed before we stood up and decided to try and find our waitress. We walked over the the cashier’s stand but no one was there. There were other customers in the restaurant, 1 or 2 tables, but no sign of waitstaff or managers. We actually leaned over the cashier’s stand and shouted “Hello?” Walked back toward the kitchen (the kitchen was open and blocked from the dining room by a wall) stuck our heads in the kitchen and called out again “hello? Anybody back there”. Still no response. The other customers are watching us wandering around trying to find someone, anyone to give us our bill so we could pay and leave.

We hung around for a couple more minutes (by now it’s been an hour since we’ve finished eating, 15 minutes of that spent trying to find someone to give our money to) There were customers standing at the cashier stand waiting to be seated but still no Denny’s employees in sight. We walked out.

We had reached the limites of our exhaustion and our patience. I’m not proud of it but I’m not particularly sorry either. Mostly I am really surprised that the restaurant staff, including the cooks just disappeared while there were customers in the restaurant.

I’m sorry, I wasn’t aware that there was some minimum level of impairment below which it became acceptable to mock your customers’ medical conditions.

As you’ve described it, the episode seems clearly a case of a failed attempt at sympathetic humor, not mockery.

-Kris

Screw legality.

If I had to wait five minutes at a register without acknowledgement (I’ll wait much longer if it’s the sort of restaurant where the server brings the bill) I’d walk out too.

Fortunately it’s never happened, but if it does and somebody wants to press charges, let them try.

Notes on Tipping:

  1. Tips rendered to waitrons typically “trickle down” to the staff that you can’t see: bussers and such. Punishing a crappy waitron may, in effect, punish the adequately-performing staff that you can’t see.

  2. In some places, the establishment takes the transaction surcharge for debit/cc use out of the tip.

  3. The best way to get good service is to be a regular, and to tip well.

There’s only two semi-decent bookstores in my hometown. I avoid one of them because I always grab my books, go to the teller, there’s at least one person less than five yards away, another one may come with a customer that’s needed assistance and ring up their purchase… but I don’t get to pay unless I actually say “excuse me, I’d like to pay at some point so I can go home and read”. Apparently they don’t expect customers to be able to read the section signs and the backs of books.

In Spain, daily menus are very common: they’re usually posted outside; you get your choice of several “firsts” (salad, pasta, beans, potatoes), several “seconds” (fish, meat) and several desserts. Good daily menu restaurants are those where the waitress begins by asking “have you chosen from the dailies or would you like a menu?”; bad ones are those where she brings menus and looks surprised when we say “we already know what we want, thank you”. No, I’m not going to order the 5€ pasta and the 10€ steak, followed by the 1.75€ yoghurt, when I can get the same plus bread and water as a daily for a total of 9€!