People around us were staring. It was soooo humiliating. We left right after that, and by the time we reached the car, I was shaking.
When I later shared the story with my friends, their reactions were split. Some said I did the right thing—that tipping isn’t automatic, especially when the service is terrible. Others argued I should have complained to the manager or at least left something, just to avoid looking “cheap.”
But to me, it wasn’t about the money at all.
It was about the attitude, the bad service, and the entitlement to a nice tip regardless of the effort you put in. I always leave a good tip when the service is good. And honestly, if that waitress thought I was a “cheapskate,” then so be it.
At least I know I wasn’t rewarding bad behavior. Maybe she’ll treat the next customers better. Source: brightside.me
