Yesterday on the way to a meeting, I stopped at Burger King for nourishment. I know, I know. I'm not proud of the fact. None the less, there it is.
After being shocked that my bill was $7.02 for a bad-for-you "Value Meal", I pulled around and smartly handed the female cashier $22.02 She handed my two bills of change back to me at the same moment a cute guy appeared overzealously in the window and handed me by bag of steaming crap fast food. Masters of distraction. I remember in the moment thinking something was hinky about his manner.
Lo and behold, two hours later when I checked my wallet, the two bills were a fiver and a ONE.
Enjoy that tip, assholes. That was my food money for today.
I hate it when I get scammed in LA by fellow broke artists. I mean, my car is 14 years old for Chrissakes and I'm eating at Burger King. This is clearly not stealing from the rich to give to the poor.
Here's an interesting scam I've noticed twice in the last month while out to meals on business meetings. The waiter doesn't bring back your change, giving themself a nice 40% tip and hoping you're too drunk or polite to notice. In both cases, the waiter then acts incredibly put out about bringing back our change, as if it is A) Impossible to do now and B) The request of a lunatic.
One waiter even tried to short change us AGAIN...We left him with a 5% tip, when if he'd played it straight all along he would have easily had 25%. Because, you know, we're nice people and we've been guilted by society into the responsibility of picking up the slack of paying liveable wages to employees so the restaurant corporations can continue giving bonuses to their CEOs. Why am I not living in Europe?
Um, we're ALL hurting from the USA recession and working our ASSES off. This bullshit pulled by my fellow humans is the last thing I need to be constantly on guard about in the big bad city.
Almost nothing rankles me more than ENTITLEMENT.