A self-service restaurant in central Birmingham tried to charge people a 10% service charge. They didn't stay open long.
Self service service charge! Yer avvina...
A self-service restaurant in central Birmingham tried to charge people a 10% service charge. They didn't stay open long.
Many years ago, as a young guy, I was in London on business (new experience for me).
I went into a steak house (another new experience).
When I got the bill there was a 10% table charge on it.
Now remember I am a scouser. I asked what it meant, he told me and I told him to remove it.
I didn't leave a tip.
It is 50 years since I read it. I just checked - apparently, one didn't even have to upset the staff for the food to be abused...As a teenager, I read Orwell's Down and out in Paris and London. After that, I have been very wary of upsetting anybody cooking or serving food for me!
George Orwell said:In the kitchen the dirt was worse. It is not a figure of speech, it is a mere statement of fact to say that a French cook will spit in the soup — that is, if he is not going to drink it himself. He is an artist, but his art is not cleanliness. To a certain extent he is even dirty because he is an artist, for food, to look smart, needs dirty treatment. When a steak, for instance, is brought up for the head cook's inspection, he does not handle it with a fork. He picks it up in his fingers and slaps it down, runs his thumb round the dish and licks it to taste the gravy, runs it round and licks again, then steps back and contemplates the piece of meat like an artist judging a picture, then presses it lovingly into place with his fat, pink fingers, every one of which he has licked a hundred times that morning. When he is satisfied, he takes a cloth and wipes his fingerprints from the dish, and hands it to the waiter. And the waiter, of course, dips his fingers into the gravy — his nasty, greasy fingers which he is for ever running through his brilliantined hair. Whenever one pays more than, say, ten francs for a dish of meat in Paris, one may be certain that it has been fingered in this manner. In very cheap restaurants it is different; there, the same trouble is not taken over the food, and it is just forked out of the pan and flung on to a plate, without handling. Roughly speaking, the more one pays for food, the more sweat and spittle one is obliged to eat with it.
We once were in our local eatery and after 40 minutes of waiting for our food we mentioned it to the owner in passing we were still waiting. He'd forgotten to put the order through. All polite and friendly. There is never justification of staff abuse.
Scousers aren't renowned for being tight though?
My belief in not giving tips clashes somewhat with my belief that staff should be paid a decent wage.
In this country I'd say tipping was discretionary although a modest amount should be expected. In the US though, you absolutely have to tip. It's not optional, it's part of the payment and how the staff earn their money.
You're less likely to unknowingly imbibe foreign bodily fluids if you're not an arse to people surely
The tipping (to insure promptness)