Tip Jars
It seems that you can’t go anywhere without seeing a tip jar these days. My favorite is the local hot dog stand where they grab a bun, throw your hot dog on it, and then you’re supposed to go put your own condiments on. Now that guy deserves a tip!
Or the credit card slips that always have a line on it for a tip, regardless of whether or not the business provides any tip-worthy-service.
Anyway, I got to thinking, I too deserve to be tipped for whatever I’m doing — including writing this blog. So in the spirit of giving, please tip me by clicking the donate button below. If you don’t, I hope you have that awkward feeling you get when the cashier at the fast food joint watches as you strike out the “tip” line on the credit card slip.
Drives me NUTS! When we went to Cancun, of course everyone was asking for “propina”. Some drunk guy gets on the bus, belts out something, and then walks up and down the bus holding his hand out for a tip. No way! We just stared at him. What’s WITH these people? They all think they deserve a tip for doing a mediocre job..
This may bug you but you are usually the first one to tip, nice guy.