Kalah Allen

A few weeks ago I was at my favorite bar for their half-off beer night. A group of guys were getting drink after drink, but refusing to tip. The servers, who were working twice as hard, decided to 86 them. The guys made a scene about how they were too broke to tip. The bartenders let them know if that was the case, they should drink at home. Last night, I was driving Lyft/Uber and picked up a group: two men and a woman. One of them was very open that he did not plan to tip. They were “too poor,” and “that’s how the world works.” I dropped them off, was generally pleasant, and went off for my next ride. In the passenger seat, a forgotten phone rang. It was the guy who didn’t tip. He now expected me to drive back across the city and hand-deliver his device. I hope the people of Portland keep in mind that those providing services to you do it for tips. They control your drinks, your food, your safe ride home. And sometimes they find your phone and have to decide whether to return it to you or throw it out the fucking window.—Anonymous