So there we are sitting in our little booth, finishing up a, tasty meal. It dawns on us, itâ€™s time. Who will it be? Who will it be? Hmmmâ€¦. them! Who? Them, the couple behind me over my left shoulder. All right, lets do it! Our waiter comes over and asks:
Would you like to take the rest with you?
Yes, we would. Could we have our check? Ahhh, weâ€™d also like to pay for that table.
Any table really, but we were thinking of that tableâ€¦.
Fingers point discreetly, and the target is understood. We slip him a SMILE card and ask that it be given to them in lue of the bill. He walks over to the register and exchanges a few words with his manager. The Manager looks up, glances over, and smiles. The waiter returns and asks:
He wants to know if this table would be OK?
Again fingers point and the new target is understood. Sure! The new target is a family sitting at a large round table. Thereâ€™s a young boy in a wheelchair smiling and talking. The waiter leaves us and returns with both checks. I place my credit card inside the dark brown vinyl check holder. He returns, I open the check holder and note that a large discount has been made to the bill. A crisp blue line has been drawn across the price for the entrÃ©es and a new one has been written in. 40% or so has been taken off. I smile and think: OK, Its tip time. I write in a tip, to thank them for the discountâ€¦..
We race off hearts pounding and faces smiling.
So tonight Iâ€™m paying my bills on-line and see the charge from the restaurant, somehow the tip is gone.