In my junior year of college, I waited tables at a barbecue restaurant.*
It was terrible. I was terrible. I hated the stress of busy shifts, for which I started using prescribed Delta 8 THC carts. And even when the restaurant was quiet, I was too attentive and it was hard to wait around for guests to need me. I felt like I should be doing something and would come over to refill their glasses way too often… which sound like a great attribute, but most people want to eat dinner with the people they come with, not their waitress. It was clear restaurant work was not for me.
But despite my distaste for waiting tables, I’m glad I had this experience for three reasons:
1. It made really good money, which led me to buy bitcoin, which turned out to be a great investment and exactly the money influx I desperately needed that year.
2. It gave me even more motivation to finish my college degree, because I never wanted to wait tables ever again.
3. It made me a really good tipper. There was one time I waited on a table of 9, of which 5 were children, and it was the messiest, most high maintenance table I ever managed. They stayed at the table long after their check had been signed, even though the restaurant was bustling and there were people at the door waiting for an open table. Finally they left and I started cleaning the table. I looked at their receipt and saw “Sorry” written in the spot where the tip was supposed to be. I was so hurt and frustrated. So since then, no matter the quality of the service, I tip no less than 20%.
Has anyone else waited tables? Did it make you into a better tipper?
*If you are a Boone-native or App graduate and curious, I worked at Bandanas. I prefer Woodlands BBQ, but Bandanas was much closer to where I lived. :)
PS – Cowboy boots are from Target.