Read about the tip he left on an $800 dollar bill here.

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I had two young women come in and immediately start asking me questions before I could even greet them. The questions were about which drink is the strongest, which plate of food is the best deal, etc. Anytime I’d ask them if they wanted a drink they’d respond by asking another question about the menu. They finally ordered drinks and I quickly brought them over. Seconds later as I walked away they yelled for me to come back to them, because the drinks weren’t strong enough. This has happened before when customers try to get free drinks, so our store policy is that we take the drink away and order something new (and void the first drink). When I took the drinks away they were not happy, obviously thinking I’d let them finish their “weak” drinks and give them something else for free.

Then they ordered their food, and when I told them we were sold out of the potato salad, one of the women literally rolled her eyes at me and turned her head to face the wall, in disbelief. Moments later she turned back, shrugged, and switched her order to cornbread. The food, like always, came out quickly and the women were happy, except for one thing: that darned cornbread. They were made it wasn’t made to order. It would be lovely if we could make cornbread to order, but we unfortunately don’t have 45 minutes to bake cornbread for every customer who orders it (which is plentiful). They asked for my manager, who was smart enough not to give into their obvious demands to want something for free.

At the end of the night, they were the worst customers I had all week. They constantly waved me over or yelled for me loudly when I was in the area, even though I would walk by their table minutes earlier. I kept a happy face on trying to “kill them with kindness,” but at the end of the night, received $40 total for the $39.46 bill.

Submitted by: Heather

This particular waitress, we’ll call her Susy, was having an extremely busy night in the restaurant we both worked at, and her last table of the night was two older women who were both impossible to please.

When it came time for them to pay their bill, they left around 70 cents for a tip on a 40 dollar bill, and this Susy would not stand for.

She proceeded to follow them out of the restaurant, and just like every other Server in her position has dreamed of doing, actually threw the change back at them.

As a result she was suspended for a month, but in my mind it was totally worth it.

This happened a few weeks ago when I was the closer.

Two people with a baby came in 10 minutes before close, the baby was around 1 year old and the two were pretty far apart in age themselves. Not sure if they were a couple or not.

They proceeded to order a full course meal with apps and steaks, and she was dominating long island iced teas.

Her total count was around 3, and then she started complaining that she wanted her next one to be stronger, to which I obliged.

At this point it’s past last call, the baby is crying, they are the only ones in the restaurant, and she asks for yet another long island, this time she wants it stronger than her previous 4.

After a heated conversation about not being able to give her one since the bar was closed, the late comers finally decide to call it a night, and you guessed it, got a crappy tip on top of my troubles, not even 10 percent.

Submitted by: Mary

So, I work at this sushi restaurant (this is a family owned business and a very small place) so I am the only waitress.. translation, if something goes wrong it’s pretty much blamed on me.

So this guy and girl come in and I get their drink order which was like some wine and beer and wow, my bad, I bring the drink opener out to them (isn’t that just unheard of??). I was extremely nice and checked on them a lot and said thank you or I’m sorry, blah blah blah pretty much all for the sake of a good tip in my pocket at the end of the day.

So I give them their check once they finish their meal and they ask for a to go box to carry their food in too. So I notice after they get their check and finish that they are sitting their whispering to each other.. and I’m kind of sweating and my intuition tells me this has something to do with ME. So the guy I notice spends an extra twenty minutes writing on a napkin and then they get up to leave and I say “Bye, have a nice day!” … I get no reply. I know something is definitely up.

I wouldn’t care really if it wasn’t for my boss being a total b*tch and always blaming everything on me, so before I get back to the table I see her looking at the napkin.. I am DRIPPING in sweat. On it is a list of all of the things wrong with me or place. Such as me bringing the drink opener to the table instead of doing it myself before hand, the wine is too cold, the plates were too hot for the sushi and other small details like that.

Funny how they eat all of their food and used a to go box though… needless to say I didn’t get a tip and of course my boss somehow blames all of this on me, yet I seem to recall not having any control over how hot the plates are or how cold the wine is.. plus my boss told me to bring the drink opener out with the drink… *sigh* being a waitress sucks.

You wouldn’t believe how may customers got angry with me when I tried to tell them about the special, so suspicious, always thought I was trying to somehow pressure them into spending more or getting something they didn’t want, to I don’t know amuse myself?

One group in particular came in.. Can I tell you- NO!! we know what we want! extremely complicated order for ten half slab rib meals ensues… each one with special request for the baked potato, extra butter extra bacon, no onions, etc. They then have me recite everything so they know I have it.

Still trying to be nice I again try to explain that not only will the get the extra chicken but its actually cheaper to order the special, again I am interrupted NO!!! they don’t want to hear about it!!! then as the order is about to come up, one of them is on their cell and learns about the special from a friend.. they want to change their order even though its already done.

I oblige, and then they berate me for not telling them about the special… nope, no tip either. Even though they had excellent service, everything was good and they got their chicken and reduced prices. UGHH

Submitted by: Jenny

Friday night is when we see a big crowd, especially now since that summer has begun and we catch the lake traffic. There was a line out the door and my section was pretty full. I see this imbecile of a man standing by my six top, tray full of sugary kiddie drinks. With a polite smile I ask if the six top would be enough. His wife came up to next to him with three kids and a newborn baby in tow. She has the balls to ask me, with the line out the door, if she can push another four top together ALONG with my six top (for six people). Deep down I am groaning, but agree hoping they would leave me a good tip.

So, naturally, they stay for ever, use several plates, make a mess, drink tons of soda. They get up to leave and I am glaring at them with vengeance so poisonous it could put the venom of a cobra to shame. The wife motions to put some money on the table and after they leave I come discover they only left me three dollars.

Listen here assholes, stay at home if you can’t afford to eat. Ya ya I know kids are expensive but you know what? There is a creation called birth control and you should put it to use.

Submitted by: Fiona

The table had already eaten so I of course obliged. They were a group of regulars who were always rude and we were just accustomed to it at this point. They were being a little bit nasty to me as usual when my drunk guy decided to step in and play hero.

As the five guys, who incidentally were Russian, were leaving, he started calling them Nazis (I guess he thought they were German?) and faggot and other unpleasant slurs. I sheepishly stepped between them on my way to the kitchen and said there was no need to fight but they didn’t listen I guess because when I came out of the kitchen the five had kicked the guy to the floor and proceeded to kick him in the ribs until he was spitting blood.

Most terrifying night of all my time serving.

And after the police and ambulance came and everyone was arrested, the one drunk guy didn’t pay for his meal so after all that – no tip.

Submitted by: Monika