Look at me, I can't stop posting today. I blame it on the Blue Moons that are apparantly still fermenting and brewing away in my stomach, it's making me loopy. I'm boycotting unfiltered beers for a while.
So I'm getting my hair cut tonight, and I have to get out my tipping rant. Tipping drives me crazy, I hate doing it (mostly due to my lack of wanting to do math, I tend to way over-tip). It's more the principal of the matter that if I'm paying for a service, I expect it done well and in a pleasant manner just as a matter of course. I do my job well and am nice to people I may not want to be nice to. I don't get tips from the lawyers for finding a book or answering a question. I mean, I can understand that many service-job people are seriously underpaid, but I'd rather just pay a little extra up front to get them a decent pay than have to deal with tips. The whole tipping in a hair salon thing is so awkward, too. I never want to go back to the person to slip 'em a ten spot for not giving me 80s hair, so I usually leave it at the desk. I wouldn’t mind if it weren't so obligatory. Sure, if someone does a truly extraordinary job with something, they deserve extra, but how many times has someone provided you with surprisingly stellar service?
Ahem.
