Have Tips Lost All Meaning?
I live in Las Vegas, a town that was created completely on tips (or so it seems). I don’t care if you’re putting your car into one of the many casino valets or you’re at a club with a men’s room attendant it seems there are plenty of people who are looking for the tip. But as I go to Starbucks every morning and stare at that tip cube that is at each register, I begin to wonder have tips lost all meaning? – Don’t Get Me Started!
I’ve worked in the service industry (not in THAT service industry, calm down kids) so I completely get that servers are working mostly for that tip at the end of the meal. Which is why it always surprises me when you get bad service at a restaurant or a bar, I mean I remember doing everything but Simonizing people’s cars to get a good tip. How do these lousy servers make any money? I don’t get it. But my point is that if you get good or even great service, the server had something to do with it so I say, tip away. I’m a 20%er on the whole, sometimes even more if someone has given outstanding service so I don’t want anyone to think that my many blogs about being Jewish and stereotypical apply here. Although there is a story about my grandfather when he went with my parents to Hawaii and kept pocketing a portion of the money that they had left on the table as a tip with the remark, “I’m not putting them through college.”
So I get the whole tipping thing but what seems to me is that when you put money in one of the Starbucks cubes you’re really promoting socialism. (Okay not really but I’m sure some Republican can make an argument that leads to that conclusion.) I do have to say that if I’m tipping someone, I want to tip the person who gave the great service and not the entire collective that stands behind the counter (“collective” or “Borg” for those of us who have ever watched an episode of Star Trek Next Generation). I get it that maybe it takes a village to raise my coffee but honestly, if I could I’d be giving the tip to the Barista, not the person ringing up the sale or the person working drive through.
Much like giving is better than getting (for some - again kids, get your damn minds out of the gutter) there’s something you get out of saying, “No, that’s okay, we’re good” when a server comes back with your change. There’s something about having that $5 bill out when I pull up to a valet and am only going in for a few minutes and want them to leave the Mini Cooper out front instead of taking it to the lot. I like these feelings. It may not be solving world hunger or ridding the world of a disease but it’s helping someone who helped me pay their mortgage and in this day and age, what better gift is there to give, huh?
Now there are people who shouldn’t be tipped. I remember watching a Judge Judy episode where a store fired a Santa for putting out a tip jar. Oh Santa argued that his wife had gone home and created it and wrapped it in holiday wrap but the manager who hired him was offended. And honestly, should you be tipping Santa? Couldn’t that be considered a bribe in some circles? Just seems a bit unseemly to me.
Look I’m a caregiver by nature so I like tipping as a way to sort of thank someone for going above and beyond but I think I’m like most people in that I like doing things for others when they’re accepting of it but not expecting me to do something for them. What I mean is that if someone starts to take you for granted then you don’t really get that whole, “Holly Jolly” feeling about doing things for them, right? The same goes for tipping. The more tip jars I see go up with lacksidasical counter help the more it seems to me that these people expect to be tipped even when they do nothing that is really that extraordinary or worthy of a tip. And if anyone who does anything for you deserves to be tipped then where will it all end? Does this mean I should be tipping the cashier at the grocery store that slides my groceries over the scanner? Does this mean the dry cleaner counter person deserves a tip too? ARGHHHHH! Too much pressure, too much to think about I just know that I think I’m right, I think that tips have lost all meaning. – Don’t Get Me Started!
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