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vgbrownsugar:

Holy shit! Lak just contacted me on SD4M! He goes under lovesNYwomen. PLEASE STAY AWAY FROM HIM! He has raped and assaulted women on SA before, and has been banned from there. 

Edit: Please don’t be stupid, contact him there and tell him how there are posts of him on Tumblr. These men are capable of a lot of things and you don’t want them infiltrating the community and do more harm. 

And That's Why I Don't "Debate" Anymore

racismschool:

Today, I had someone enter my fan mail asking if I’d be up for “Friendly debate.” I wrote back saying that I’ve never had a single person ask me that question and then be either “Friendly" or up for an actual "Debate" but if they were the exception, sure.

Their topic/next message:

"I believe that humanity is all one and therefore I should be able to walk into anyone’s house that I want and decorate their living room the way I like while turning the TV all the way up and eating all their food and trying on their clothes and talking about how I looooooove this dress and OMG this meal you made for your mom is DELICIOUS! WHY IS EVERYONE MAD AT ME?"

fandomsandfeminism:

lollus:

fandomsandfeminism:

lollus:

Hehe equality right?

Do you not understand the purpose of this, or why the prices are what they are? Does this need to be explained to you?

Oh yea right, the famous “wage gap” between men and women that has been debunked tons of times! That sure is the right argument to fight sexism with!

Not debunked, misrepresented, as it is a complicated issue. It’s honestly more accurate to call it a PAY gap than a WAGE gap, since there are a myriad of factors at play here. Women DO, on average, make less money than men. That is indisputable, and the margins widen when you include factors of race, disability, and sexuality. 

Here’s a good starter resource on it. 

IF you would like some more in depth reading:

This one is from Stanford about the Gender Pay Gap

This is a New York Times article looking at the Organization for Economic Cooperation and Development’s report on the topic.

This one is from the International Trade Union Confederation 

This one is from Oxford, titled Up the Down Staircase: Women’s Upward Mobility and the Wage Penalty for Occupational Feminization

You can also look at the US Census’s look at the Pay Gap

Or the Institute for Women’s Policy Research

Even the United States Government Accountability Office has some information on it.

So yes, the bake sale above is a pretty simplistic little stunt about a complicated economic and social issue. But the fact that it pisses people off sort of makes its point for it. 

If anything, they needed to add that Hispanic and African-diaspora women make even less, as low as 56 cents on a (white) man’s dollar.

hellboundwitch:

MisSpelled is the tale of five very different young women who must learn to work together after they mysteriously acquire magical powers.

The girls will have to save themselves and each other from their own magical mistakes. A dark comedy with lives on the line, MisSpelled is a thrilling and comical journey for five young women who aren’t necessarily down for the ride. With a new dark presence growing in power, will they be able to save themselves from impending doom? They don’t know, but they can google it.

An exciting adventure with mystery, murder and magic! MisSpelled is not your typical witch show. With a diverse cast, comedy and thrilling twists — MisSpelled is something you need to see to believe. 

Y’all. Remember how excited we were about MisSpelled? “A new show about witches? Witches of colour, even?? And it’s not even my birthday, or Halloween!!”

Well, they’ve posted everything they’ve got to youtube — a promologue, and four episodes — and now they’re running a Kickstarter campaign to fund the rest of the series. If it’s not successful, then we don’t get any more of the show. Which would suck.

I am asking you guys — begging you, even — to go support the Kickstarter if you can. If every one of my followers pledged $20, then they’d be funded immediately. But even if you can only spare $5, that still gets you thanks on the website and a download of the music from the show!

There are several $12 Charm Bag Tiers, each based around a different character. The charm bags include a tarot card with the character on it (you can see an in-progress sketch of some of the art for the cards in the photoset), a bloodstone, a spell written by the character, and some charms.

And for $20, you can pick a charm bag, get thanked on the site, download the music and the first season after its finale.

Even if you can’t pledge, signal boost this. Go watch the show on youtube. Tell everyone! We have 19 days and counting to make this a success.

Fly my pretties~

TWO DAYS LEFT AN NOWHERE NEAR THEIR GOAL OMG WE NEED THIS SHOW PEOPLE COME ON GIVE A SAMHAIN GIFT TO YOURSELF AND FUND THIS EPIC

gossipseer:

witchlingfumbles:

soufflenatural:

ukulelerave:

such a needed campaign. i wish they’d have included native americans as well, though, as cultural appropriation of them in costumes is just as awfully common.



It’s that time of year again when these go around. And I will keep reblogging them. And if I see the joke ones I am likely to rip them apart with prejudice.

I will reblog this every year and unfollow anyone who posts joke fandom spinoffs of this very serious and important commentary.

every year i’m postin’
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gossipseer:

witchlingfumbles:

soufflenatural:

ukulelerave:

such a needed campaign. i wish they’d have included native americans as well, though, as cultural appropriation of them in costumes is just as awfully common.



It’s that time of year again when these go around. And I will keep reblogging them. And if I see the joke ones I am likely to rip them apart with prejudice.

I will reblog this every year and unfollow anyone who posts joke fandom spinoffs of this very serious and important commentary.

every year i’m postin’
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gossipseer:

witchlingfumbles:

soufflenatural:

ukulelerave:

such a needed campaign. i wish they’d have included native americans as well, though, as cultural appropriation of them in costumes is just as awfully common.



It’s that time of year again when these go around. And I will keep reblogging them. And if I see the joke ones I am likely to rip them apart with prejudice.

I will reblog this every year and unfollow anyone who posts joke fandom spinoffs of this very serious and important commentary.

every year i’m postin’
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gossipseer:

witchlingfumbles:

soufflenatural:

ukulelerave:

such a needed campaign. i wish they’d have included native americans as well, though, as cultural appropriation of them in costumes is just as awfully common.

It’s that time of year again when these go around. And I will keep reblogging them. And if I see the joke ones I am likely to rip them apart with prejudice.

I will reblog this every year and unfollow anyone who posts joke fandom spinoffs of this very serious and important commentary.

every year i’m postin’

black-culture:

Enough is enough- @playboydummy

It should be noted that Jesus saying to “turn the other cheek” was a sign of rebellion against abuse. In his culture, in his time, a slap by the left hand was seen as ‘unclean’, and doing so was punishable by ten days’ penance according to the Dead Sea Scrolls. A slap from the open right hand, however, would signal a form of equality- backhanded slaps were for slaves, or those in a master/slave position (in that time, husbands to their wives, parents to their children, etc.). To ‘turn the other cheek’ and force someone to slap you with the front of their hand instead of the back, or with their left hand, was an act of aggression and rebellion.

You can thank King James for the current idea of Jesus being powerless and submissive to authority. His people intentionally mistranslated it because he didn’t want his subjects to think they had recourse against a guy who loved beheading people. Leave it to a white ruler to take power from a brown Jew, even after his death.

thurisazsalail:

Guess what time it is? Samhain! Oct. 31st is also called Halloween, and it’s my favourite holiday. Twice a year the veils between worlds are thin (the other being Beltaine), and on Samhain, ghosts will visit us. This is a good night for certain spells since it also marks the New Year! To celebrate, enjoy 10% of your purchase price in FREE items when you buy any pagan supplies mixed lot. I take custom requests, too! The more you spend, the more you get! And on Etsy, there’s no waiting for auctions to end, no fighting for bids. Of course, I have an Ebay account too, for those who don’t use Etsy!BebeTaian.etsy.comPerthro333 on Ebay

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thurisazsalail:

Guess what time it is? Samhain! Oct. 31st is also called Halloween, and it’s my favourite holiday. Twice a year the veils between worlds are thin (the other being Beltaine), and on Samhain, ghosts will visit us. This is a good night for certain spells since it also marks the New Year! To celebrate, enjoy 10% of your purchase price in FREE items when you buy any pagan supplies mixed lot. I take custom requests, too! The more you spend, the more you get! And on Etsy, there’s no waiting for auctions to end, no fighting for bids. Of course, I have an Ebay account too, for those who don’t use Etsy!BebeTaian.etsy.comPerthro333 on Ebay

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thurisazsalail:

Guess what time it is? Samhain! Oct. 31st is also called Halloween, and it’s my favourite holiday. Twice a year the veils between worlds are thin (the other being Beltaine), and on Samhain, ghosts will visit us. This is a good night for certain spells since it also marks the New Year! To celebrate, enjoy 10% of your purchase price in FREE items when you buy any pagan supplies mixed lot. I take custom requests, too! The more you spend, the more you get! And on Etsy, there’s no waiting for auctions to end, no fighting for bids. Of course, I have an Ebay account too, for those who don’t use Etsy!BebeTaian.etsy.comPerthro333 on Ebay

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thurisazsalail:

Guess what time it is? Samhain! Oct. 31st is also called Halloween, and it’s my favourite holiday. Twice a year the veils between worlds are thin (the other being Beltaine), and on Samhain, ghosts will visit us. This is a good night for certain spells since it also marks the New Year! To celebrate, enjoy 10% of your purchase price in FREE items when you buy any pagan supplies mixed lot. I take custom requests, too! The more you spend, the more you get! And on Etsy, there’s no waiting for auctions to end, no fighting for bids. Of course, I have an Ebay account too, for those who don’t use Etsy!BebeTaian.etsy.comPerthro333 on Ebay

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thurisazsalail:

Guess what time it is? Samhain! Oct. 31st is also called Halloween, and it’s my favourite holiday. Twice a year the veils between worlds are thin (the other being Beltaine), and on Samhain, ghosts will visit us. This is a good night for certain spells since it also marks the New Year! To celebrate, enjoy 10% of your purchase price in FREE items when you buy any pagan supplies mixed lot. I take custom requests, too! The more you spend, the more you get! And on Etsy, there’s no waiting for auctions to end, no fighting for bids. Of course, I have an Ebay account too, for those who don’t use Etsy!BebeTaian.etsy.comPerthro333 on Ebay

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thurisazsalail:

Guess what time it is? Samhain! Oct. 31st is also called Halloween, and it’s my favourite holiday. Twice a year the veils between worlds are thin (the other being Beltaine), and on Samhain, ghosts will visit us. This is a good night for certain spells since it also marks the New Year!

To celebrate, enjoy 10% of your purchase price in FREE items when you buy any pagan supplies mixed lot. I take custom requests, too! The more you spend, the more you get! And on Etsy, there’s no waiting for auctions to end, no fighting for bids. Of course, I have an Ebay account too, for those who don’t use Etsy!

BebeTaian.etsy.com
Perthro333 on Ebay

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cantrelate asked:

yo you literally just reblogged a picture of a button that says 'no uterus no opinion' what is this transmisogynistic trash???? dont

womenwhokickass:

Ummmmmm people without uteruses should not be speaking over people that do have uteruses on issues concerning reproductive rights (specifically, concerning uteruses), no matter what their gender identity is, and I think the context of that was pretty clear.  

the restriction and control of uteruses is a feminist issue even if not all women have uteruses, honestly what the fuck

eyebaglady:

yellowxperil:

San Francisco Chinese Restaurant Temporarily Closes Because White Gentrifiers are Annoying and Entitled

A series of customer complaints angered the chef-owner of the small Chinese restaurant so much that he chose to shut the doors, albeit, temporarily, SF Eater reports.

“We are closed because of you (customers),” one sign read.

“So…yes we use MSG, we don’t believe in organic food, and we don’t give a shit about gluten free,” a sign directly below the first proclaims.

The chef tells KGO-TV that he made the signs because he was tired of catering too hard to satisfy patrons.

To illustrate his frustration, he explained one of the incidents that led to the closure:

“The second guy came up to me and said, ‘The rule is, if we don’t like it we don’t have to pay.’ And as he walked out he started cursing at me and that’s when I went ‘poof’,” the chef says.

An employee with the restaurant told the SF Eater that another incident occurred just prior. In that case, the party refused to pay for their meals after saying the food was “too spicy.”

(To quickly address the stigmatization of MSG- it is racist bullshit)

The whites refused to pay for food bc it was too spicy……….

waahhhhh the Szechuan pepper beef was too spicy! This water is too spicy! This chair is too spicy!

ffs I HATED this part of the restaurant job. IF IT SAYS IT HAS LIKE SIX TYPES OF PEPPERS AND SRIRACHA ON IT AND I SAY IT’S REALLY SPICY TO YOU WHITE PEOPLE FIGURE IT THE FUCK OUT IF YOU DON’T LIKE SPICY THINGS EAT SOME PLAIN FUCKING RICE OH WAIT THAT’S NATURAL MSG OMG YOU MEAN YOU’RE NOT DYING OF A HEART ATTACK YOU DON’T SAY go find a mcdonald’s and shut the fuck up no one wants you here go home

postracialcomments:

The bodies of two Tampa teenagers were discovered Thursday morning on a roadside in Duval County.
Angelia Mangum, 19, and Tjhisha Ball, 18, were found about 1 a.m., according to law enforcement. A witness told Jacksonville news station WJAX the teenagers were bound with zip ties and lying on top of one another.
"Two witnesses were driving by and they saw bodies and they called 911," Sgt. T.K. Waters told news station WJXT.
Officers were dispatched to Sisson Drive, near the intersection of Main Street North and Clark Road.
Investigators suspect foul play and are trying to determine the causes of death.
"They were in an area where they would have been noticed, so I think it was fairly recently since they’d been left there,” Waters also told WJXT.
A medical examiner has taken the bodies to determine the cause of death.
"I just don’t understand what happened," Ball’s sister, Crystal Moore, said.
According to Moore, both women had been living in the Jacksonville area off and on for approximately a year and a half.
"I feel like sometimes that I failed," Ball’s mother, Jerlean Moore, said. "What could I have done? What could I have taught her better? It hurts…it really hurts."
It’s a pain that’s only worsened by the fact that no one has been caught.

Hey, white feminists- I’d like everyone to look up Friday’s edition of the *tbt, published by the St. Pete Times. They apparently felt the need to add a paragraph about how they’re both criminals, which has no relevance here. These women didn’t deserve to die because one of them once had a misdemeanor.

Contact the editors and TELL THEM SO. If you got sources on anti-black discrimination in crime reporting, send them too (cuz white folks always gotta demands 10 reams of proof for every racist act refuted). Under E-mail the Newsroom, select Letters to the Editor, or tbt*. You can call them, too!

If these were white women, there’d be a paragraph about the abusive boyfriend who could be a suspect, or a description of where they last were, or who likely perps were (AS IT SHOULD BE). Instead, they’re black women- and that means any social or civilian flaw will be brought up, no matter how irrelevant to the article, to destroy their image and negate the impetus for justice they should have received. White feminists, it is our job to be calling out the reporter who wrote this article, and the editors who allowed it to be published. And for real, if these were white women, don’t you think better photos would have been used? Photos of a happy wedding day, or a day when she was dressed for work? This is a measure used to ensure that no one cares about these teenagers, or their deaths. Don’t let this happen to them. Demand better reporting. Demand justice!

Guess what time it is? Samhain! Oct. 31st is also called Halloween, and it’s my favourite holiday. Twice a year the veils between worlds are thin (the other being Beltaine), and on Samhain, ghosts will visit us. This is a good night for certain spells since it also marks the New Year! To celebrate, enjoy 10% of your purchase price in FREE items when you buy any pagan supplies mixed lot. I take custom requests, too! The more you spend, the more you get! And on Etsy, there’s no waiting for auctions to end, no fighting for bids. Of course, I have an Ebay account too, for those who don’t use Etsy!BebeTaian.etsy.comPerthro333 on Ebay
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Guess what time it is? Samhain! Oct. 31st is also called Halloween, and it’s my favourite holiday. Twice a year the veils between worlds are thin (the other being Beltaine), and on Samhain, ghosts will visit us. This is a good night for certain spells since it also marks the New Year! To celebrate, enjoy 10% of your purchase price in FREE items when you buy any pagan supplies mixed lot. I take custom requests, too! The more you spend, the more you get! And on Etsy, there’s no waiting for auctions to end, no fighting for bids. Of course, I have an Ebay account too, for those who don’t use Etsy!BebeTaian.etsy.comPerthro333 on Ebay
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Guess what time it is? Samhain! Oct. 31st is also called Halloween, and it’s my favourite holiday. Twice a year the veils between worlds are thin (the other being Beltaine), and on Samhain, ghosts will visit us. This is a good night for certain spells since it also marks the New Year! To celebrate, enjoy 10% of your purchase price in FREE items when you buy any pagan supplies mixed lot. I take custom requests, too! The more you spend, the more you get! And on Etsy, there’s no waiting for auctions to end, no fighting for bids. Of course, I have an Ebay account too, for those who don’t use Etsy!BebeTaian.etsy.comPerthro333 on Ebay
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Guess what time it is? Samhain! Oct. 31st is also called Halloween, and it’s my favourite holiday. Twice a year the veils between worlds are thin (the other being Beltaine), and on Samhain, ghosts will visit us. This is a good night for certain spells since it also marks the New Year! To celebrate, enjoy 10% of your purchase price in FREE items when you buy any pagan supplies mixed lot. I take custom requests, too! The more you spend, the more you get! And on Etsy, there’s no waiting for auctions to end, no fighting for bids. Of course, I have an Ebay account too, for those who don’t use Etsy!BebeTaian.etsy.comPerthro333 on Ebay
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Guess what time it is? Samhain! Oct. 31st is also called Halloween, and it’s my favourite holiday. Twice a year the veils between worlds are thin (the other being Beltaine), and on Samhain, ghosts will visit us. This is a good night for certain spells since it also marks the New Year! To celebrate, enjoy 10% of your purchase price in FREE items when you buy any pagan supplies mixed lot. I take custom requests, too! The more you spend, the more you get! And on Etsy, there’s no waiting for auctions to end, no fighting for bids. Of course, I have an Ebay account too, for those who don’t use Etsy!BebeTaian.etsy.comPerthro333 on Ebay
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Guess what time it is? Samhain! Oct. 31st is also called Halloween, and it’s my favourite holiday. Twice a year the veils between worlds are thin (the other being Beltaine), and on Samhain, ghosts will visit us. This is a good night for certain spells since it also marks the New Year!

To celebrate, enjoy 10% of your purchase price in FREE items when you buy any pagan supplies mixed lot. I take custom requests, too! The more you spend, the more you get! And on Etsy, there’s no waiting for auctions to end, no fighting for bids. Of course, I have an Ebay account too, for those who don’t use Etsy!

BebeTaian.etsy.com
Perthro333 on Ebay

slowweaves:

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vaganja:

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thahalfrican:

postracialcomments:

The bodies of two Tampa teenagers were discovered Thursday morning on a roadside in Duval County.
Angelia Mangum, 19, and Tjhisha Ball, 18, were found about 1 a.m., according to law enforcement. A witness told Jacksonville news station WJAX the teenagers were bound with zip ties and lying on top of one another.
"Two witnesses were driving by and they saw bodies and they called 911," Sgt. T.K. Waters told news station WJXT.
Officers were dispatched to Sisson Drive, near the intersection of Main Street North and Clark Road.
Investigators suspect foul play and are trying to determine the causes of death.
"They were in an area where they would have been noticed, so I think it was fairly recently since they’d been left there,” Waters also told WJXT.
A medical examiner has taken the bodies to determine the cause of death.
"I just don’t understand what happened," Ball’s sister, Crystal Moore, said.
According to Moore, both women had been living in the Jacksonville area off and on for approximately a year and a half.
"I feel like sometimes that I failed," Ball’s mother, Jerlean Moore, said. "What could I have done? What could I have taught her better? It hurts…it really hurts."
It’s a pain that’s only worsened by the fact that no one has been caught.

:(

jesus..

let’s care just as much about black girls being murdered as we do about black boys. signal boost.

i want everybody to pay attention to the fact that news article includes their criminal history. “Mangum had two outstanding warrants on charges of burglary of an unoccupied conveyance, according to law enforcement. Ball was arrested in April for having no valid driver’s license.”

i want everybody to really take note of that. real close attention.

I’d like everyone to look up Friday’s edition of the *tbt, published by the St. Pete Times. They apparently felt the need to add a paragraph about how they’re both criminals, which has no relevance here. These women didn’t deserve to die because one of them once had a misdemeanor.

Sam Pepper handcuffs himself to women on the street, refusing to release one woman until she kisses him

celebreceipts:

In January, Sam Pepper uploaded a video called “How To Get A Girlfriend Easy” in which he sneaks up behind or beside unsuspecting women on the street and handcuffs them to himself. He then tells them they’re “his girlfriend now.” When one victim reacts furiously, saying “No! I don’t know you! Take it off!” and demands that he remove the handcuffs, he refuses and replies with “We’re dating now.”

wreathedinshadows:

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jakesgotbeats:

missmirandaaraee:

puukani:

The Waitressing Chronicles: Wherein Dani does not refill your soda 20 times just because she thinks it’s SO MUCH FUN.
Tonight was one of the worst kinds of nights you can have in the restaurant industry. It was a pretty busy Saturday night, the kitchen was running smoothly, my coworkers and I were coexisting peacefully, and 99% of my tables were awesome, and I really had fun serving them. (Yes, I did say ‘worst’. I’m getting to that part, hold on….).
Some of them were a little needy, but after you’ve served for a few years, you start developing a sort of spidy-sense about which guests are going to require 30 diet coke refills, 5 servings of chips and salsa and roughly 2 gallons of ranch before they even crack there menus open (seriously…I think some people have such an addiction to ranch, that if it isn’t constantly on their table, regardless of the presence of any other actual food, they start to develop anxiety. Some people need to carry around EPI pens in case of emergency….I carry around ranch dressing. You’re welcome), so I was prepared. Even my needy tables didn’t rattle me too much this evening.
Generally speaking, all of the components necessary for a pretty kick-ass shift were present and accounted for.
And then my tables started cashing out. 10%tip, 5% tip, no tip, no tip, 10%….20%, FINALLY! Oh…wait…they didn’t do their math correctly, that’s actually only a $2 tip. Wonderful.
My enthusiasm for my job and my shift plummeted rapidly and I was ready to stuff my hot towel in my apron and go home faster than the cheapskate at table 7 could say “Keep the Change” as he handed me $40 for his $38.64 tab.
Some people just genuinely don’t know any better, and I recognize that. Sometimes I’m a little off my game, and I fully own up to that as well. But tonight was not one of those nights. I was on point…and I’m good at what I do.
So let me deviate a little bit from my normal Chronicling to give something of a PSA on behalf of waitstaff everywhere.
80% of servers make under minimum wage. This is a fact. A miserable, lamentable fact. The hourly wages that our employers provide are essentially just so that the government has something to take as far as immediate taxes on our tip money, and we don’t get slammed with having to pay it all back at once in April. Our “paychecks”, therefore, are usually somewhere in the neighborhood of $30. If that. It’s a pretty crummy system, and believe me when I say that we’d probably rather be making a steady and reliable hourly wage instead of depending on tips, but unfortunately that’s not the society we live in.
So. Your tip. How much do you tip, and who gets it?
A lot of that depends on the restaurant you’re in. Look around you. Do you see hosts and hostesses? Is there a bartender? A busser? If any/all of these people are present, rest assured that your server does not get to keep all of their tips.
We “tip out” to all of the other support staff (busser, host, QA expo, bartender, etc.) at the end of every shift. The amount of money we tip out to these staff is determined, not by how much money we make, but by how much we’ve sold. For example, at Chilis, I tip out 3% of my total sales at the end of the night. (So if I sold $100 worth of food and drinks, my tip out would be $3. Last night, I had $1100 in sales, and had to leave behind $33).
What does this mean? This means, that if you don’t leave a tip, or only leave $1 or $2 (assuming your total tab wasn’t $10.) your server actually loses money on your table. We still have to pay taxes and tip out based on the amount of food YOU ordered, not to mention that you sat there, and took up one of my tables for 2 hours, which I could easily have flipped twice in that time had you not felt the need to camp out and then leave me $2 (I’M TALKING TO YOU, TABLE 36.)
It pretty much boils down to this: a 10% tip is the bare minimum. It means mediocre service, and relates a relatively neutral - bordering on negative message to your server about how they did their job.  15% indicates that you’re content and happy, and your server was proficient at taking care of you. 20% is excellent. Excellent food, excellent service, excellent everything. That’s how we read your tips.
Also, you can basically write whatever you want in the tip line. If your total bill was $45.67, and you write in a $5,000 tip, and then write “$45.67” on the total line, and sign it…..guess how much I’m authorized to charge your card for? That’s right. $45.67. So please (PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE) double check your math when you’re totaling out your bill. I lost no less than $27 in tips last night simply because people couldn’t Math correctly.  Perhaps ranch dressing in excess has an adverse affect on people’s ability to do basic arithmetic. Or perhaps it’s a complication of margarita-induced brain freezes. Either way. It sucks. Please don’t suck.
Tipping is not optional, and it is not a privilege for the server. Back in the day, it probably was, but unfortunately, that’s no longer the case. When you sit down at a restaurant there is an unspoken understanding between you and your server. It’s their responsibility to make sure you have a stellar, enjoyable and relaxing meal, and it’s your responsibility to make sure they can afford to pay their rent. And before you start in on me (because I can hear the rumbling of offended restaurant goers from here, like distant thunder…calm yourselves, beasts!) about how entitled you are to not-tip, let me tell you now, honey child, I’ve heard every retort in the book.
"Your restaurant should pay you better, that’s not my fault" - Well. Yes. I agree. But they don’t. So it sucks for both of us. But until it’s announced that tipping is no longer needed in the service industry, the burden of determining my “paycheck”falls on you Trust me, I’m not happy about it either.
"You should just be happy that I left anything at all." - If your tip was in addition to the $10/hr my restaurant was paying me, you bet your left shoe I’d be happy for any little bit you wanted to throw my way. But they don’t. And I know you know that, faithful restaurant eater. So when you walk out, leaving me $3 after having waited on your family of 6’s $130 meal, I’m going to interpret that as a direct and intentional personal insult. You may have thought you were coming out on top by not leaving the appropriate $13-$26 that your bill merited, but really now you’re just a dick. And I can promise you that every server who was working that night will know about it. Good luck getting chipper service next time you try to come to our restaurant. We remember.
"Tips are dependent upon how well you do. That’s what TIPS means. ‘To Insure Proper Service." - I almost don’t even want to respond to this one, but unfortunately it’s a very popular notion. First off, lemme just lay it out there that if you believe this, you’re a dumbass. For multiple reasons. If that acronym was in fact true, they would be called “teps” (to…ENSURE….proper service. English, for the win!) and you would give them to be at the beginning on the meal. Because that’s what “to ensure proper service” implies. How comfortable would you be if you had to tip your server at the beginning of the meal, knowing full well that you had to sit there for the next 45 - 60 minutes facing the person you just handed $2 as you ask for 3 more sides of Barbeque sauce, a 5th coke and some ranch.(Just because of reasons. Everyone needs ranch. ) You’d probably be a little uncomfortable, wouldn’t you? You’d probably shell out a lot more were that the case, wouldn’t you? How great is it for you that you get to demand special ordered food and request exactly 45 napkins one at a time from your server and then immediately slip away into the night after leaving your server $1.63. You’re such a champ, a real stand-up type of person. I hope your kids leave legos in the hallway tonight, and you step on three of them as you stumble to the bathroom at 3am.
"Why don’t you just get a real job. You’re choosing this lifestyle" - Whoa buddy, whoa. Did you really just say that to me? Let’s rewind this a little bit. I’m on my feet, running, squatting, lifting trays, clearing dishes, entertaining table after table, pretending to love being regaled by the intricacies of your oh-so-fascinating life and reassuring you that your baby IS the most adorable baby I’ve ever seen for 6-10 hours a day. Usually, unless I have time to take a bathroom break (please note that I didn’t say “need” to take a bathroom break. If. I. Have. Time.) , the first time I get to sit down after walking through those doors and clocking in is when I get back in my car to go home at the end of the night. Someone please tell me how that’s not a “real” job? Or how it’s any less “real” than your 9-5 office job? I bet that desk chair does a real number on your lower back. Your office manager should really look into providing you with the lumbar support you deserve. Please, tell me more about it as I stand at your table side balancing 30lbs of dishes on one hand that you seem to be oblivious to, as you continue to complain about your cushy job.
   You have a valid point though, in that I did choose this job. For me, personally, I know that waiting tables is only temporary. The tips I earn go towards food, gas, insurance, cell phone, car payments, my gym membership, student loans, text books and other basic life-needs (shampoo is expensive ommgggg). I’m also trying to save up so I can afford to move to New York after I finish my Master’s Degree. I’ve got a lot on my plate, but not nearly as much as some of the other wonderful people I work with. Take, for example, the 20 year old single mother of 2 who was in the section next to mine last night. I’m not sure if she finished high school or not, but her kids are her life now. She started waiting tables at 16 so that she could afford to buy diapers and formula every night before she went home. Waiting tables isn’t just her “get me through school” job. It’s her career. It’s how she feeds her kids. So go ahead, leave her no tip on your $120 check, table 23. I hope that pasta you inhaled gives you heartburn. And she’s not the only one. Every single server in any restaurant you eat in is at your mercy to provide for themselves and their family. That is the responsibility you sign up for when you walk into a dine-in restaurant. It is an unfortunate part of American culture.
Don’t like it? Go to a drive-through. That’s what they’re there for. Better yet….stay home. Cook for yourself.
If you can’t afford to tip, you can’t afford to eat out. I know that sounds harsh, but it’s completely true.
Thank you to those of you who are awesome. Awesome people and fun tables actually make this a pretty kickass job a lot of the time. Keep up the awesome. If you doubt your level of restaurant awesome, never fear! It’s totally something you can build up over time, kind of like distance running or heavy lifting. Baby steps. You’ll get there.

YES THIS THANK YOU

"If you can’t afford to tip YOU CANNOT AFFORD TO EAT OUT" …. My head hurts from nodding agreement on every one of these points. I’m smiling and tensed just from reading this. I hate waiting tables … I do not plan for it to be a career it gets me by .. That is all gah some people make me angry when they judge my job

Sorry your paycheck sucks, but tipping isn’t mandatory. It *is* optional, and it makes you sound incredibly entitled to say otherwise.

Yeah how dare she expect to be compensated for her time and effort the way it’s understood she should be by a ubiquitous social contract AS WELL AS those handy dandy tipping guides almost all restaurants print out onto the bottom of their checks.

it’s embarassing that ao many ppl think paying people for their work is optional, like, good luck playing that out to it’s logical conclusion

Tumblr user japanophile25 is one of those assholes that don’t tip.

*gasp* You mean a racist weeaboo is also a dick-munching asshole who doesn’t think waitstaff are real people? You don’t say…Also, if you’re eating at a ‘local’ place, ask how much people get paid. Corporate (Applebee’s, Outback, etc.) can’t really get away with subminimum wage, but local places often do. The place where I’m working in a ridiculously hard-hit economically. There are no fucking jobs to be had. So I work for $1.50 an hour plus tips. One guy was one of those $200/table for two people, wants everything made custom, not according to standard menu, fifty fucking refills (like, this guy drinks two or three pitchers in a sitting by himself), usurps all your time as if there isn’t a single other table that I have to wait (and then gets pissed when I come to his table to check on him), and acts all generous when he tips $2. THIS IS NOT AN ATYPICAL CUSTOMER.So ya’ll can go fuck yourselves.
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The Waitressing Chronicles: Wherein Dani does not refill your soda 20 times just because she thinks it’s SO MUCH FUN.
Tonight was one of the worst kinds of nights you can have in the restaurant industry. It was a pretty busy Saturday night, the kitchen was running smoothly, my coworkers and I were coexisting peacefully, and 99% of my tables were awesome, and I really had fun serving them. (Yes, I did say ‘worst’. I’m getting to that part, hold on….).
Some of them were a little needy, but after you’ve served for a few years, you start developing a sort of spidy-sense about which guests are going to require 30 diet coke refills, 5 servings of chips and salsa and roughly 2 gallons of ranch before they even crack there menus open (seriously…I think some people have such an addiction to ranch, that if it isn’t constantly on their table, regardless of the presence of any other actual food, they start to develop anxiety. Some people need to carry around EPI pens in case of emergency….I carry around ranch dressing. You’re welcome), so I was prepared. Even my needy tables didn’t rattle me too much this evening.
Generally speaking, all of the components necessary for a pretty kick-ass shift were present and accounted for.
And then my tables started cashing out. 10%tip, 5% tip, no tip, no tip, 10%….20%, FINALLY! Oh…wait…they didn’t do their math correctly, that’s actually only a $2 tip. Wonderful.
My enthusiasm for my job and my shift plummeted rapidly and I was ready to stuff my hot towel in my apron and go home faster than the cheapskate at table 7 could say “Keep the Change” as he handed me $40 for his $38.64 tab.
Some people just genuinely don’t know any better, and I recognize that. Sometimes I’m a little off my game, and I fully own up to that as well. But tonight was not one of those nights. I was on point…and I’m good at what I do.
So let me deviate a little bit from my normal Chronicling to give something of a PSA on behalf of waitstaff everywhere.
80% of servers make under minimum wage. This is a fact. A miserable, lamentable fact. The hourly wages that our employers provide are essentially just so that the government has something to take as far as immediate taxes on our tip money, and we don’t get slammed with having to pay it all back at once in April. Our “paychecks”, therefore, are usually somewhere in the neighborhood of $30. If that. It’s a pretty crummy system, and believe me when I say that we’d probably rather be making a steady and reliable hourly wage instead of depending on tips, but unfortunately that’s not the society we live in.
So. Your tip. How much do you tip, and who gets it?
A lot of that depends on the restaurant you’re in. Look around you. Do you see hosts and hostesses? Is there a bartender? A busser? If any/all of these people are present, rest assured that your server does not get to keep all of their tips.
We “tip out” to all of the other support staff (busser, host, QA expo, bartender, etc.) at the end of every shift. The amount of money we tip out to these staff is determined, not by how much money we make, but by how much we’ve sold. For example, at Chilis, I tip out 3% of my total sales at the end of the night. (So if I sold $100 worth of food and drinks, my tip out would be $3. Last night, I had $1100 in sales, and had to leave behind $33).
What does this mean? This means, that if you don’t leave a tip, or only leave $1 or $2 (assuming your total tab wasn’t $10.) your server actually loses money on your table. We still have to pay taxes and tip out based on the amount of food YOU ordered, not to mention that you sat there, and took up one of my tables for 2 hours, which I could easily have flipped twice in that time had you not felt the need to camp out and then leave me $2 (I’M TALKING TO YOU, TABLE 36.)
It pretty much boils down to this: a 10% tip is the bare minimum. It means mediocre service, and relates a relatively neutral - bordering on negative message to your server about how they did their job.  15% indicates that you’re content and happy, and your server was proficient at taking care of you. 20% is excellent. Excellent food, excellent service, excellent everything. That’s how we read your tips.
Also, you can basically write whatever you want in the tip line. If your total bill was $45.67, and you write in a $5,000 tip, and then write “$45.67” on the total line, and sign it…..guess how much I’m authorized to charge your card for? That’s right. $45.67. So please (PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE) double check your math when you’re totaling out your bill. I lost no less than $27 in tips last night simply because people couldn’t Math correctly.  Perhaps ranch dressing in excess has an adverse affect on people’s ability to do basic arithmetic. Or perhaps it’s a complication of margarita-induced brain freezes. Either way. It sucks. Please don’t suck.
Tipping is not optional, and it is not a privilege for the server. Back in the day, it probably was, but unfortunately, that’s no longer the case. When you sit down at a restaurant there is an unspoken understanding between you and your server. It’s their responsibility to make sure you have a stellar, enjoyable and relaxing meal, and it’s your responsibility to make sure they can afford to pay their rent. And before you start in on me (because I can hear the rumbling of offended restaurant goers from here, like distant thunder…calm yourselves, beasts!) about how entitled you are to not-tip, let me tell you now, honey child, I’ve heard every retort in the book.
"Your restaurant should pay you better, that’s not my fault" - Well. Yes. I agree. But they don’t. So it sucks for both of us. But until it’s announced that tipping is no longer needed in the service industry, the burden of determining my “paycheck”falls on you Trust me, I’m not happy about it either.
"You should just be happy that I left anything at all." - If your tip was in addition to the $10/hr my restaurant was paying me, you bet your left shoe I’d be happy for any little bit you wanted to throw my way. But they don’t. And I know you know that, faithful restaurant eater. So when you walk out, leaving me $3 after having waited on your family of 6’s $130 meal, I’m going to interpret that as a direct and intentional personal insult. You may have thought you were coming out on top by not leaving the appropriate $13-$26 that your bill merited, but really now you’re just a dick. And I can promise you that every server who was working that night will know about it. Good luck getting chipper service next time you try to come to our restaurant. We remember.
"Tips are dependent upon how well you do. That’s what TIPS means. ‘To Insure Proper Service." - I almost don’t even want to respond to this one, but unfortunately it’s a very popular notion. First off, lemme just lay it out there that if you believe this, you’re a dumbass. For multiple reasons. If that acronym was in fact true, they would be called “teps” (to…ENSURE….proper service. English, for the win!) and you would give them to be at the beginning on the meal. Because that’s what “to ensure proper service” implies. How comfortable would you be if you had to tip your server at the beginning of the meal, knowing full well that you had to sit there for the next 45 - 60 minutes facing the person you just handed $2 as you ask for 3 more sides of Barbeque sauce, a 5th coke and some ranch.(Just because of reasons. Everyone needs ranch. ) You’d probably be a little uncomfortable, wouldn’t you? You’d probably shell out a lot more were that the case, wouldn’t you? How great is it for you that you get to demand special ordered food and request exactly 45 napkins one at a time from your server and then immediately slip away into the night after leaving your server $1.63. You’re such a champ, a real stand-up type of person. I hope your kids leave legos in the hallway tonight, and you step on three of them as you stumble to the bathroom at 3am.
"Why don’t you just get a real job. You’re choosing this lifestyle" - Whoa buddy, whoa. Did you really just say that to me? Let’s rewind this a little bit. I’m on my feet, running, squatting, lifting trays, clearing dishes, entertaining table after table, pretending to love being regaled by the intricacies of your oh-so-fascinating life and reassuring you that your baby IS the most adorable baby I’ve ever seen for 6-10 hours a day. Usually, unless I have time to take a bathroom break (please note that I didn’t say “need” to take a bathroom break. If. I. Have. Time.) , the first time I get to sit down after walking through those doors and clocking in is when I get back in my car to go home at the end of the night. Someone please tell me how that’s not a “real” job? Or how it’s any less “real” than your 9-5 office job? I bet that desk chair does a real number on your lower back. Your office manager should really look into providing you with the lumbar support you deserve. Please, tell me more about it as I stand at your table side balancing 30lbs of dishes on one hand that you seem to be oblivious to, as you continue to complain about your cushy job.
   You have a valid point though, in that I did choose this job. For me, personally, I know that waiting tables is only temporary. The tips I earn go towards food, gas, insurance, cell phone, car payments, my gym membership, student loans, text books and other basic life-needs (shampoo is expensive ommgggg). I’m also trying to save up so I can afford to move to New York after I finish my Master’s Degree. I’ve got a lot on my plate, but not nearly as much as some of the other wonderful people I work with. Take, for example, the 20 year old single mother of 2 who was in the section next to mine last night. I’m not sure if she finished high school or not, but her kids are her life now. She started waiting tables at 16 so that she could afford to buy diapers and formula every night before she went home. Waiting tables isn’t just her “get me through school” job. It’s her career. It’s how she feeds her kids. So go ahead, leave her no tip on your $120 check, table 23. I hope that pasta you inhaled gives you heartburn. And she’s not the only one. Every single server in any restaurant you eat in is at your mercy to provide for themselves and their family. That is the responsibility you sign up for when you walk into a dine-in restaurant. It is an unfortunate part of American culture.
Don’t like it? Go to a drive-through. That’s what they’re there for. Better yet….stay home. Cook for yourself.
If you can’t afford to tip, you can’t afford to eat out. I know that sounds harsh, but it’s completely true.
Thank you to those of you who are awesome. Awesome people and fun tables actually make this a pretty kickass job a lot of the time. Keep up the awesome. If you doubt your level of restaurant awesome, never fear! It’s totally something you can build up over time, kind of like distance running or heavy lifting. Baby steps. You’ll get there.

YES THIS THANK YOU

"If you can’t afford to tip YOU CANNOT AFFORD TO EAT OUT" …. My head hurts from nodding agreement on every one of these points. I’m smiling and tensed just from reading this. I hate waiting tables … I do not plan for it to be a career it gets me by .. That is all gah some people make me angry when they judge my job

Sorry your paycheck sucks, but tipping isn’t mandatory. It *is* optional, and it makes you sound incredibly entitled to say otherwise.

Yeah how dare she expect to be compensated for her time and effort the way it’s understood she should be by a ubiquitous social contract AS WELL AS those handy dandy tipping guides almost all restaurants print out onto the bottom of their checks.

it’s embarassing that ao many ppl think paying people for their work is optional, like, good luck playing that out to it’s logical conclusion

Tumblr user japanophile25 is one of those assholes that don’t tip.

*gasp* You mean a racist weeaboo is also a dick-munching asshole who doesn’t think waitstaff are real people? You don’t say…Also, if you’re eating at a ‘local’ place, ask how much people get paid. Corporate (Applebee’s, Outback, etc.) can’t really get away with subminimum wage, but local places often do. The place where I’m working in a ridiculously hard-hit economically. There are no fucking jobs to be had. So I work for $1.50 an hour plus tips. One guy was one of those $200/table for two people, wants everything made custom, not according to standard menu, fifty fucking refills (like, this guy drinks two or three pitchers in a sitting by himself), usurps all your time as if there isn’t a single other table that I have to wait (and then gets pissed when I come to his table to check on him), and acts all generous when he tips $2. THIS IS NOT AN ATYPICAL CUSTOMER.So ya’ll can go fuck yourselves.
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The Waitressing Chronicles: Wherein Dani does not refill your soda 20 times just because she thinks it’s SO MUCH FUN.
Tonight was one of the worst kinds of nights you can have in the restaurant industry. It was a pretty busy Saturday night, the kitchen was running smoothly, my coworkers and I were coexisting peacefully, and 99% of my tables were awesome, and I really had fun serving them. (Yes, I did say ‘worst’. I’m getting to that part, hold on….).
Some of them were a little needy, but after you’ve served for a few years, you start developing a sort of spidy-sense about which guests are going to require 30 diet coke refills, 5 servings of chips and salsa and roughly 2 gallons of ranch before they even crack there menus open (seriously…I think some people have such an addiction to ranch, that if it isn’t constantly on their table, regardless of the presence of any other actual food, they start to develop anxiety. Some people need to carry around EPI pens in case of emergency….I carry around ranch dressing. You’re welcome), so I was prepared. Even my needy tables didn’t rattle me too much this evening.
Generally speaking, all of the components necessary for a pretty kick-ass shift were present and accounted for.
And then my tables started cashing out. 10%tip, 5% tip, no tip, no tip, 10%….20%, FINALLY! Oh…wait…they didn’t do their math correctly, that’s actually only a $2 tip. Wonderful.
My enthusiasm for my job and my shift plummeted rapidly and I was ready to stuff my hot towel in my apron and go home faster than the cheapskate at table 7 could say “Keep the Change” as he handed me $40 for his $38.64 tab.
Some people just genuinely don’t know any better, and I recognize that. Sometimes I’m a little off my game, and I fully own up to that as well. But tonight was not one of those nights. I was on point…and I’m good at what I do.
So let me deviate a little bit from my normal Chronicling to give something of a PSA on behalf of waitstaff everywhere.
80% of servers make under minimum wage. This is a fact. A miserable, lamentable fact. The hourly wages that our employers provide are essentially just so that the government has something to take as far as immediate taxes on our tip money, and we don’t get slammed with having to pay it all back at once in April. Our “paychecks”, therefore, are usually somewhere in the neighborhood of $30. If that. It’s a pretty crummy system, and believe me when I say that we’d probably rather be making a steady and reliable hourly wage instead of depending on tips, but unfortunately that’s not the society we live in.
So. Your tip. How much do you tip, and who gets it?
A lot of that depends on the restaurant you’re in. Look around you. Do you see hosts and hostesses? Is there a bartender? A busser? If any/all of these people are present, rest assured that your server does not get to keep all of their tips.
We “tip out” to all of the other support staff (busser, host, QA expo, bartender, etc.) at the end of every shift. The amount of money we tip out to these staff is determined, not by how much money we make, but by how much we’ve sold. For example, at Chilis, I tip out 3% of my total sales at the end of the night. (So if I sold $100 worth of food and drinks, my tip out would be $3. Last night, I had $1100 in sales, and had to leave behind $33).
What does this mean? This means, that if you don’t leave a tip, or only leave $1 or $2 (assuming your total tab wasn’t $10.) your server actually loses money on your table. We still have to pay taxes and tip out based on the amount of food YOU ordered, not to mention that you sat there, and took up one of my tables for 2 hours, which I could easily have flipped twice in that time had you not felt the need to camp out and then leave me $2 (I’M TALKING TO YOU, TABLE 36.)
It pretty much boils down to this: a 10% tip is the bare minimum. It means mediocre service, and relates a relatively neutral - bordering on negative message to your server about how they did their job.  15% indicates that you’re content and happy, and your server was proficient at taking care of you. 20% is excellent. Excellent food, excellent service, excellent everything. That’s how we read your tips.
Also, you can basically write whatever you want in the tip line. If your total bill was $45.67, and you write in a $5,000 tip, and then write “$45.67” on the total line, and sign it…..guess how much I’m authorized to charge your card for? That’s right. $45.67. So please (PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE) double check your math when you’re totaling out your bill. I lost no less than $27 in tips last night simply because people couldn’t Math correctly.  Perhaps ranch dressing in excess has an adverse affect on people’s ability to do basic arithmetic. Or perhaps it’s a complication of margarita-induced brain freezes. Either way. It sucks. Please don’t suck.
Tipping is not optional, and it is not a privilege for the server. Back in the day, it probably was, but unfortunately, that’s no longer the case. When you sit down at a restaurant there is an unspoken understanding between you and your server. It’s their responsibility to make sure you have a stellar, enjoyable and relaxing meal, and it’s your responsibility to make sure they can afford to pay their rent. And before you start in on me (because I can hear the rumbling of offended restaurant goers from here, like distant thunder…calm yourselves, beasts!) about how entitled you are to not-tip, let me tell you now, honey child, I’ve heard every retort in the book.
"Your restaurant should pay you better, that’s not my fault" - Well. Yes. I agree. But they don’t. So it sucks for both of us. But until it’s announced that tipping is no longer needed in the service industry, the burden of determining my “paycheck”falls on you Trust me, I’m not happy about it either.
"You should just be happy that I left anything at all." - If your tip was in addition to the $10/hr my restaurant was paying me, you bet your left shoe I’d be happy for any little bit you wanted to throw my way. But they don’t. And I know you know that, faithful restaurant eater. So when you walk out, leaving me $3 after having waited on your family of 6’s $130 meal, I’m going to interpret that as a direct and intentional personal insult. You may have thought you were coming out on top by not leaving the appropriate $13-$26 that your bill merited, but really now you’re just a dick. And I can promise you that every server who was working that night will know about it. Good luck getting chipper service next time you try to come to our restaurant. We remember.
"Tips are dependent upon how well you do. That’s what TIPS means. ‘To Insure Proper Service." - I almost don’t even want to respond to this one, but unfortunately it’s a very popular notion. First off, lemme just lay it out there that if you believe this, you’re a dumbass. For multiple reasons. If that acronym was in fact true, they would be called “teps” (to…ENSURE….proper service. English, for the win!) and you would give them to be at the beginning on the meal. Because that’s what “to ensure proper service” implies. How comfortable would you be if you had to tip your server at the beginning of the meal, knowing full well that you had to sit there for the next 45 - 60 minutes facing the person you just handed $2 as you ask for 3 more sides of Barbeque sauce, a 5th coke and some ranch.(Just because of reasons. Everyone needs ranch. ) You’d probably be a little uncomfortable, wouldn’t you? You’d probably shell out a lot more were that the case, wouldn’t you? How great is it for you that you get to demand special ordered food and request exactly 45 napkins one at a time from your server and then immediately slip away into the night after leaving your server $1.63. You’re such a champ, a real stand-up type of person. I hope your kids leave legos in the hallway tonight, and you step on three of them as you stumble to the bathroom at 3am.
"Why don’t you just get a real job. You’re choosing this lifestyle" - Whoa buddy, whoa. Did you really just say that to me? Let’s rewind this a little bit. I’m on my feet, running, squatting, lifting trays, clearing dishes, entertaining table after table, pretending to love being regaled by the intricacies of your oh-so-fascinating life and reassuring you that your baby IS the most adorable baby I’ve ever seen for 6-10 hours a day. Usually, unless I have time to take a bathroom break (please note that I didn’t say “need” to take a bathroom break. If. I. Have. Time.) , the first time I get to sit down after walking through those doors and clocking in is when I get back in my car to go home at the end of the night. Someone please tell me how that’s not a “real” job? Or how it’s any less “real” than your 9-5 office job? I bet that desk chair does a real number on your lower back. Your office manager should really look into providing you with the lumbar support you deserve. Please, tell me more about it as I stand at your table side balancing 30lbs of dishes on one hand that you seem to be oblivious to, as you continue to complain about your cushy job.
   You have a valid point though, in that I did choose this job. For me, personally, I know that waiting tables is only temporary. The tips I earn go towards food, gas, insurance, cell phone, car payments, my gym membership, student loans, text books and other basic life-needs (shampoo is expensive ommgggg). I’m also trying to save up so I can afford to move to New York after I finish my Master’s Degree. I’ve got a lot on my plate, but not nearly as much as some of the other wonderful people I work with. Take, for example, the 20 year old single mother of 2 who was in the section next to mine last night. I’m not sure if she finished high school or not, but her kids are her life now. She started waiting tables at 16 so that she could afford to buy diapers and formula every night before she went home. Waiting tables isn’t just her “get me through school” job. It’s her career. It’s how she feeds her kids. So go ahead, leave her no tip on your $120 check, table 23. I hope that pasta you inhaled gives you heartburn. And she’s not the only one. Every single server in any restaurant you eat in is at your mercy to provide for themselves and their family. That is the responsibility you sign up for when you walk into a dine-in restaurant. It is an unfortunate part of American culture.
Don’t like it? Go to a drive-through. That’s what they’re there for. Better yet….stay home. Cook for yourself.
If you can’t afford to tip, you can’t afford to eat out. I know that sounds harsh, but it’s completely true.
Thank you to those of you who are awesome. Awesome people and fun tables actually make this a pretty kickass job a lot of the time. Keep up the awesome. If you doubt your level of restaurant awesome, never fear! It’s totally something you can build up over time, kind of like distance running or heavy lifting. Baby steps. You’ll get there.

YES THIS THANK YOU

"If you can’t afford to tip YOU CANNOT AFFORD TO EAT OUT" …. My head hurts from nodding agreement on every one of these points. I’m smiling and tensed just from reading this. I hate waiting tables … I do not plan for it to be a career it gets me by .. That is all gah some people make me angry when they judge my job

Sorry your paycheck sucks, but tipping isn’t mandatory. It *is* optional, and it makes you sound incredibly entitled to say otherwise.

Yeah how dare she expect to be compensated for her time and effort the way it’s understood she should be by a ubiquitous social contract AS WELL AS those handy dandy tipping guides almost all restaurants print out onto the bottom of their checks.

it’s embarassing that ao many ppl think paying people for their work is optional, like, good luck playing that out to it’s logical conclusion

Tumblr user japanophile25 is one of those assholes that don’t tip.

*gasp* You mean a racist weeaboo is also a dick-munching asshole who doesn’t think waitstaff are real people? You don’t say…Also, if you’re eating at a ‘local’ place, ask how much people get paid. Corporate (Applebee’s, Outback, etc.) can’t really get away with subminimum wage, but local places often do. The place where I’m working in a ridiculously hard-hit economically. There are no fucking jobs to be had. So I work for $1.50 an hour plus tips. One guy was one of those $200/table for two people, wants everything made custom, not according to standard menu, fifty fucking refills (like, this guy drinks two or three pitchers in a sitting by himself), usurps all your time as if there isn’t a single other table that I have to wait (and then gets pissed when I come to his table to check on him), and acts all generous when he tips $2. THIS IS NOT AN ATYPICAL CUSTOMER.So ya’ll can go fuck yourselves.
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The Waitressing Chronicles: Wherein Dani does not refill your soda 20 times just because she thinks it’s SO MUCH FUN.

Tonight was one of the worst kinds of nights you can have in the restaurant industry. It was a pretty busy Saturday night, the kitchen was running smoothly, my coworkers and I were coexisting peacefully, and 99% of my tables were awesome, and I really had fun serving them. (Yes, I did say ‘worst’. I’m getting to that part, hold on….).

Some of them were a little needy, but after you’ve served for a few years, you start developing a sort of spidy-sense about which guests are going to require 30 diet coke refills, 5 servings of chips and salsa and roughly 2 gallons of ranch before they even crack there menus open (seriously…I think some people have such an addiction to ranch, that if it isn’t constantly on their table, regardless of the presence of any other actual food, they start to develop anxiety. Some people need to carry around EPI pens in case of emergency….I carry around ranch dressing. You’re welcome), so I was prepared. Even my needy tables didn’t rattle me too much this evening.

Generally speaking, all of the components necessary for a pretty kick-ass shift were present and accounted for.

And then my tables started cashing out. 10%tip, 5% tip, no tip, no tip, 10%….20%, FINALLY! Oh…wait…they didn’t do their math correctly, that’s actually only a $2 tip. Wonderful.

My enthusiasm for my job and my shift plummeted rapidly and I was ready to stuff my hot towel in my apron and go home faster than the cheapskate at table 7 could say “Keep the Change” as he handed me $40 for his $38.64 tab.

Some people just genuinely don’t know any better, and I recognize that. Sometimes I’m a little off my game, and I fully own up to that as well. But tonight was not one of those nights. I was on point…and I’m good at what I do.

So let me deviate a little bit from my normal Chronicling to give something of a PSA on behalf of waitstaff everywhere.

80% of servers make under minimum wage. This is a fact. A miserable, lamentable fact. The hourly wages that our employers provide are essentially just so that the government has something to take as far as immediate taxes on our tip money, and we don’t get slammed with having to pay it all back at once in April. Our “paychecks”, therefore, are usually somewhere in the neighborhood of $30. If that. It’s a pretty crummy system, and believe me when I say that we’d probably rather be making a steady and reliable hourly wage instead of depending on tips, but unfortunately that’s not the society we live in.

So. Your tip. How much do you tip, and who gets it?

A lot of that depends on the restaurant you’re in. Look around you. Do you see hosts and hostesses? Is there a bartender? A busser? If any/all of these people are present, rest assured that your server does not get to keep all of their tips.

We “tip out” to all of the other support staff (busser, host, QA expo, bartender, etc.) at the end of every shift. The amount of money we tip out to these staff is determined, not by how much money we make, but by how much we’ve sold. For example, at Chilis, I tip out 3% of my total sales at the end of the night. (So if I sold $100 worth of food and drinks, my tip out would be $3. Last night, I had $1100 in sales, and had to leave behind $33).

What does this mean? This means, that if you don’t leave a tip, or only leave $1 or $2 (assuming your total tab wasn’t $10.) your server actually loses money on your table. We still have to pay taxes and tip out based on the amount of food YOU ordered, not to mention that you sat there, and took up one of my tables for 2 hours, which I could easily have flipped twice in that time had you not felt the need to camp out and then leave me $2 (I’M TALKING TO YOU, TABLE 36.)

It pretty much boils down to this: a 10% tip is the bare minimum. It means mediocre service, and relates a relatively neutral - bordering on negative message to your server about how they did their job.  15% indicates that you’re content and happy, and your server was proficient at taking care of you. 20% is excellent. Excellent food, excellent service, excellent everything. That’s how we read your tips.

Also, you can basically write whatever you want in the tip line. If your total bill was $45.67, and you write in a $5,000 tip, and then write “$45.67” on the total line, and sign it…..guess how much I’m authorized to charge your card for? That’s right. $45.67. So please (PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE) double check your math when you’re totaling out your bill. I lost no less than $27 in tips last night simply because people couldn’t Math correctly.  Perhaps ranch dressing in excess has an adverse affect on people’s ability to do basic arithmetic. Or perhaps it’s a complication of margarita-induced brain freezes. Either way. It sucks. Please don’t suck.

Tipping is not optional, and it is not a privilege for the server. Back in the day, it probably was, but unfortunately, that’s no longer the case. When you sit down at a restaurant there is an unspoken understanding between you and your server. It’s their responsibility to make sure you have a stellar, enjoyable and relaxing meal, and it’s your responsibility to make sure they can afford to pay their rent. And before you start in on me (because I can hear the rumbling of offended restaurant goers from here, like distant thunder…calm yourselves, beasts!) about how entitled you are to not-tip, let me tell you now, honey child, I’ve heard every retort in the book.

"Your restaurant should pay you better, that’s not my fault" - Well. Yes. I agree. But they don’t. So it sucks for both of us. But until it’s announced that tipping is no longer needed in the service industry, the burden of determining my “paycheck”falls on you Trust me, I’m not happy about it either.

"You should just be happy that I left anything at all." - If your tip was in addition to the $10/hr my restaurant was paying me, you bet your left shoe I’d be happy for any little bit you wanted to throw my way. But they don’t. And I know you know that, faithful restaurant eater. So when you walk out, leaving me $3 after having waited on your family of 6’s $130 meal, I’m going to interpret that as a direct and intentional personal insult. You may have thought you were coming out on top by not leaving the appropriate $13-$26 that your bill merited, but really now you’re just a dick. And I can promise you that every server who was working that night will know about it. Good luck getting chipper service next time you try to come to our restaurant. We remember.

"Tips are dependent upon how well you do. That’s what TIPS means. ‘To Insure Proper Service." - I almost don’t even want to respond to this one, but unfortunately it’s a very popular notion. First off, lemme just lay it out there that if you believe this, you’re a dumbass. For multiple reasons. If that acronym was in fact true, they would be called “teps” (to…ENSURE….proper service. English, for the win!) and you would give them to be at the beginning on the meal. Because that’s what “to ensure proper service” implies. How comfortable would you be if you had to tip your server at the beginning of the meal, knowing full well that you had to sit there for the next 45 - 60 minutes facing the person you just handed $2 as you ask for 3 more sides of Barbeque sauce, a 5th coke and some ranch.(Just because of reasons. Everyone needs ranch. ) You’d probably be a little uncomfortable, wouldn’t you? You’d probably shell out a lot more were that the case, wouldn’t you? How great is it for you that you get to demand special ordered food and request exactly 45 napkins one at a time from your server and then immediately slip away into the night after leaving your server $1.63. You’re such a champ, a real stand-up type of person. I hope your kids leave legos in the hallway tonight, and you step on three of them as you stumble to the bathroom at 3am.

"Why don’t you just get a real job. You’re choosing this lifestyle" - Whoa buddy, whoa. Did you really just say that to me? Let’s rewind this a little bit. I’m on my feet, running, squatting, lifting trays, clearing dishes, entertaining table after table, pretending to love being regaled by the intricacies of your oh-so-fascinating life and reassuring you that your baby IS the most adorable baby I’ve ever seen for 6-10 hours a day. Usually, unless I have time to take a bathroom break (please note that I didn’t say “need” to take a bathroom break. If. I. Have. Time.) , the first time I get to sit down after walking through those doors and clocking in is when I get back in my car to go home at the end of the night. Someone please tell me how that’s not a “real” job? Or how it’s any less “real” than your 9-5 office job? I bet that desk chair does a real number on your lower back. Your office manager should really look into providing you with the lumbar support you deserve. Please, tell me more about it as I stand at your table side balancing 30lbs of dishes on one hand that you seem to be oblivious to, as you continue to complain about your cushy job.

   You have a valid point though, in that I did choose this job. For me, personally, I know that waiting tables is only temporary. The tips I earn go towards food, gas, insurance, cell phone, car payments, my gym membership, student loans, text books and other basic life-needs (shampoo is expensive ommgggg). I’m also trying to save up so I can afford to move to New York after I finish my Master’s Degree. I’ve got a lot on my plate, but not nearly as much as some of the other wonderful people I work with. Take, for example, the 20 year old single mother of 2 who was in the section next to mine last night. I’m not sure if she finished high school or not, but her kids are her life now. She started waiting tables at 16 so that she could afford to buy diapers and formula every night before she went home. Waiting tables isn’t just her “get me through school” job. It’s her career. It’s how she feeds her kids. So go ahead, leave her no tip on your $120 check, table 23. I hope that pasta you inhaled gives you heartburn. And she’s not the only one. Every single server in any restaurant you eat in is at your mercy to provide for themselves and their family. That is the responsibility you sign up for when you walk into a dine-in restaurant. It is an unfortunate part of American culture.

Don’t like it? Go to a drive-through. That’s what they’re there for. Better yet….stay home. Cook for yourself.

If you can’t afford to tip, you can’t afford to eat out. I know that sounds harsh, but it’s completely true.

Thank you to those of you who are awesome. Awesome people and fun tables actually make this a pretty kickass job a lot of the time. Keep up the awesome. If you doubt your level of restaurant awesome, never fear! It’s totally something you can build up over time, kind of like distance running or heavy lifting. Baby steps. You’ll get there.

YES THIS THANK YOU

"If you can’t afford to tip YOU CANNOT AFFORD TO EAT OUT" …. My head hurts from nodding agreement on every one of these points. I’m smiling and tensed just from reading this. I hate waiting tables … I do not plan for it to be a career it gets me by .. That is all gah some people make me angry when they judge my job

Sorry your paycheck sucks, but tipping isn’t mandatory. It *is* optional, and it makes you sound incredibly entitled to say otherwise.

Yeah how dare she expect to be compensated for her time and effort the way it’s understood she should be by a ubiquitous social contract AS WELL AS those handy dandy tipping guides almost all restaurants print out onto the bottom of their checks.

it’s embarassing that ao many ppl think paying people for their work is optional, like, good luck playing that out to it’s logical conclusion

Tumblr user japanophile25 is one of those assholes that don’t tip.

*gasp* You mean a racist weeaboo is also a dick-munching asshole who doesn’t think waitstaff are real people? You don’t say…


Also, if you’re eating at a ‘local’ place, ask how much people get paid. Corporate (Applebee’s, Outback, etc.) can’t really get away with subminimum wage, but local places often do. The place where I’m working in a ridiculously hard-hit economically. There are no fucking jobs to be had. So I work for $1.50 an hour plus tips. One guy was one of those $200/table for two people, wants everything made custom, not according to standard menu, fifty fucking refills (like, this guy drinks two or three pitchers in a sitting by himself), usurps all your time as if there isn’t a single other table that I have to wait (and then gets pissed when I come to his table to check on him), and acts all generous when he tips $2. THIS IS NOT AN ATYPICAL CUSTOMER.

So ya’ll can go fuck yourselves.

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