Houston Remodeler wrote:
IHOP in small town Alabama, not too long ago.
Late on a Saturday night we pulled into an IHOP for dinner. Aside from the two of us there was a large and rowdy crowd of 10 or 12 young adults who had been partying the night away. They were loud, obnoxious and rude to the lone waitress. She was an older woman who moved a little slowly and we could tell should have retired a long time ago. With a forced smile and grace she put up with the snot nosed brats. As they walked out the door she picked up the tab. We watched from across the restaurant, she bowed her head, closed her eyes as her shoulders sank. The kids had stiffed her on the tip.
The DH nodded when I slid a $100 bill under the ketchup bottle.
Good meals come in many forms.
Brought a smile to my face as well.