I'm not racist. I love everyone. But when I'm at work there are tables that I would like to serve over others.
Tipping etiquette, or lack thereof, is passed down from generation to generation. How your parents tipped is likely how you will tip.
I grew up in a family where it was never acceptable to be rude to your server or anyone else for that matter. If our food was taking forever, it didn't matter how hungry we were, we waited.
When I was being trained as a server there was an analogy that I should treat my customers as if they were guests in my home.
I always give refills.
I always remove empty plates.
I always ask if there is anything I can get.
I assumed that it would be a two way street. I treat my customers as guests and my customers act like they are guests in my home.
This is never the case. That's why waitresses are shallow, gold-digging people who become very jaded over the years.
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