Originally Posted by ckatz
But it's a standard to tip in a service resturant-if you can't afford an additional 15-20% then you can't afford to go out or go to a place that doesn't have service employees.
Unless you've worked as a waitress here in the US, there are a few things you should know when deciding on how to tip.Less than minimum wage - taxes + no tip = no pay for the waitress = slavery.
In many states you are required to report 8% of your sales as income, if the waitress averages less than 8% on his/her nightly checks, she loses money. I've had nights where I actually had to pay to work. Look around the restaurant.
If it's busy, then most likely so is the server. That doesn't mean you should get bad service, but don't consider service bad if it's slow on a busy night.Kitchen service vs. sever service.
So many times I hear people complain about a bad experience they had at a restaraunt and blaming the server when it was most likely the kitchen's fault. If the waitress is attentive, but your food comes out late or wrong it might be the kitchen's fault.
15% is the minimum you should tip for good service. If you are eating at a cheap food place where there is food service, consider tipping more than usual since the checks are small and a larger than expected tip can really brighten a server's day.
My favorite job as a waitress was working at a country club where tips were not allowed, and we made $12 per hour. It was really nice because we really got to know our regulars, and we were tipped really big for events. Your pay increased if you were requested more, and that gave incentive to really please our customers. We were tipped often, and got pretty nice gifts during the holidays.
My worst experience dining at a restaurant was on Christmas Eve, my SIL and I screwed up dinner, so we decided to eat out. We went to a place that had been advertising for ages that they were open on Christmas Eve. It was just 4 of us, and we're all pretty laid back. Three of us had been waiters before, so we thanked our waiter for being out that night as he took our drinks. He was all smiles and told us that actually he was leaving in about 5 minutes to spend Christmas with his family and that another waiter would take our table. By this time we were all full of holiday cheer.
In comes the waiter from hell. Mind you we had the table in the center of the restaurant, so we were pretty much within ear shot of all the other patrons. The waiter comes up and says "What do you want?" very rudely. Thinking he was joking we started laughing a bit and asked for some calamari and a bottle of champagne and a little more time with the menu. He responded so rudely saying how we were wasting his time by not knowing what we wanted yet. After he left our table in a huff my brother was a little agitated and wanted to talk to the manager. I talked him out of it (silly me), and told him to just let it go, the poor guy was working on Christmas.
The fiasco of ordering the food was a whole other ordeal and again I had to talk my brother out of going to the manager. By this time other people in the restaraunt were sort of mumbling and rolling their eyes at our waiter every time he talked to us. When the food came out, he served each of us something COMPLETELY different than what we ordered. My brother finally asked for the manager. The waiter YELLED at us for a few minutes saying how we were trying to be difficult and stormed out to get the manager. Other customers at the restaraunt were saying stuff like "my god" and "I can't believe that just happened".
In comes the manager from hell! Right off the bat the manager comes out yelling. He's on a huge rant talking about how we're being difficult and that we should be lucky they even opened their doors on Christmas Eve, and how people like us shouldn't be allowed into restaurants. My brother stood up and said he wanted to pay our tab and leave. He handed his credit card to the manager who threw it back at him and it bounced off somewhere. We got up and walked out along with several other tables. I was shocked beyond belief.
A guy from another table who also walked out wanted us to call the cops, and another said he was a reporter and would write an article about this in his newspaper.
We ended up having Christmas dinner at an IHOP where our lovely waitress got a $400 tip (we basically paid her what we would have paid for our entire meal at the other restaurant). She deserved it since she had to work on Christmas and she had little ones at home.