I used to work in a museum, and the best way to get people to leave was to turn all the lights off. When they complained, simply say that they were all on a timer and we had no control over them.
That seemed to work 95% of the time.
One or two tried to stay peering into the pitch black cases though. Sometime entitlement and stubbornness reach new heights.
This story was originally posted on April 30, 2010
I've had a tipping question that's bothered me for a while and I'd hope that the RHU community would be able to help me somewhat reconcile it and decide what to do for the future.
Sometimes, late at night, my husband and I will get cravings, so we'll get some food from one of the sit down restaurants, like Waffle House.
However, we'd rather actually eat the food at home, so one of us goes to said restaurant and will get a to go order.
My dilemma is when I get the bill and there's a line for the tip (we always pay by card).
On the one hand, if we had actually gone there to sit down, we would certainly tip.
I'm also aware that it's hard work at a restaurant and that tips help supplement the "pay". On the other hand, I'm not actually sitting at a table, the waitress isn't having to do things like offer me drinks or clean up after me.. indeed, the only thing the waitress does is bag the order, and at that point it feels like it's no different than going to a fast food restaurant (well, except for the fact that their hash browns are awesome).
So would I still tip when I get a to-go order or not?
My husband would automatically say no, due to what I've already mentioned, but I'm a tad bit conflicted.
I've got two kid stories for you. One kid is hellspawn; the other lacks parental advisory.
A couple months ago, I went to a minor league sports game with a few of of town relatives. We paid for general admission, which were benches with no backs. There were seats, but the benches were fine. Since we got there a tad early, we got seats on the closest bench.
As we entered the park, people from local businesses were handing out draw string bags and can coolers. I planned to put the coolers in my camping supplies and give the bag to a younger relative who couldn't be there. I also paid for a souvenir booklet for my memory box. Every thing went into the bag.
I sat on the end of the group, next to my aunt. About half way through the game, I left to use the rest room and left my bag next to her. Out of the corner of her eye, she sees the bag "fall" behind the bench. She turns to pull it back up, she notices a kid about seven or eight years old playing with it. She tells the kid that it is not his and places it back on the bench next to her. He tries to take it again, she places on the floor in between her feet. The kid tries to take my cousins' bags, which they pull into their laps. The kid returned to his family before I got back. He did not say a single word.
My aunt pointed him out and warned me. He didn't come back down. If he had asked my aunt or myself about the bag, I've told him where to get one. I would be more than happy to give it to him if there were no more. I would let him look through the booklet. Hell, I saw they still had piles of bags that weren't handed out. If my cousins or I did this at that age, we would have left early and grounded for a month!
This second story takes outside a local store. It sits between a restaurant and another business. The restaurant has its own parking lot. This business and the other business share one; it has three openings.
It is past sunset, and the other business is closed. I pass by the restaurant and pull in the lot, using the middle opening instead of the one closest to the restaurant as I usually do. I notice two customers talking to an employee. The conversation was quiet, I paid no attention. I spent about five minutes shopping before checking out. The employee that was in the parking lot was exiting the store after explaining that the other customers had left. The other employee was a bit aggravated.
I asked what had gone on. It turns out the two had spotted a very young boy, about three to five years old, playing in the parking lot with out a parent in sight! They believe that the parents were in the restaurant! I did not see the kid, but I very glad that I used the opening that I did. As I exited the store, two police cruisers were in the lot. One officer was speaking to the employee.
Who lets a young child play in a parking lot after dark by himself? (Especially when the businesses are right near a four lane highway!) What scares me that he could been severely hurt, killed, or abducted!
May all your customers be sane!
--Late Night Geek