Who’s asking you for spare change? Do they actually outstretch their hand and say, “Alms for the poor?” The tip jar is no more than a receptacle that collects tips. Tips, in this case, being completely optional to the customer. I would think you’d have a harder time with restaurants that automatically add a set gratuity to the bill. What if you didn’t feel your server was worth the percentage they decided on?
Why? These people serving you are actually providing a service to you. I’m offended beyond fucking believe that you can compare them to beggars on the street! Yes, they’re paid for their work, but they’re paid the same whether the service is crappy or exceptional. But some of them try very hard to make your small insignificant act of getting something a pleasant experience.
What rules? There are only tipping guidelines and tipping is optional in most instances. As a matter of fact, there are no hard and fast rules about when not to tip. If someone provides you a service, you can certainly choose to tip them whether they waxed your car or served you a meal or a beer. Heck, it doesn’t even have to be money. I know plenty of people who gives gifts (usually Starbucks Cards or gift certificates) to their postal carrier, kid’s teacher, yard guy, etc. It’s up to you to decide whether the service they provided was so exceptional that you think they’re worth more than what they’re paid and show your appreciation.
And what the hell is so ambiguous about a tip jar? Does it make you feel better to leave it on a table or counter? The same guidelines apply: tipping is optional, you decide how much. You’re just putting it in a different place.
Personally, I’ve waited tables in the past and I currently work at Starbucks. I made a lower hourly wage waiting tables, but generally better tips. At Starbucks, I make much better wages (and awesome bennies), but tips pretty much stink. However, I work much, much harder at Starbucks than I ever did waiting tables. I don’t have bussers or dishwashers or janitors. My coworkers and I not only man the register and prepare drinks, we also clean everything and stock. Constantly. When I work, I have an attention to detail like you wouldn’t believe as far as making sure the store is very clean, comfortable, and well-stocked. It’s hard, physical, demanding work. And our training is pretty extensive by comparison to other similar establishments. This is on top of dealing with some extremely particular people who seem to think we’re just skating by on this oh-so-easy mindless job. Hell, if they think a monkey can do our job, I invite them to come on in and try it. One crack at the bar and they’ll be back on the other side embracing our skills.
To be honest, if you tip me, great! I hope that means that I made your day. And if you made mine, I might tip you back with a free drink or special sample next time. If you don’t tip me, get over it. I do. I will give you the best service regardless. But don’t blame me if I feel a bit underappreciated when I think I’ve earned it, though. Although, you’ll probably never know it. That is, unless you’ve ever heard a very hard dedicated worker complain about demanding cheapskates who don’t understand what tipping is all about. I love my job either way. I can take it or leave it and still love what I do.
And really, if a jar intimidates you, just stay home because you can’t hack it in the real world.