Cherie, we are very busy over here writing serial fiction in Sitges, otherwise known as the Guangdong of Spain. If you want to solve all your tipping problems, marry an Italian and move to Catalunya, where tipping can be anything from zero to 1000% depending on your mood and choice of luncheon companions, and the response will always be the same: silent disgust.
The stress of a sliding scale is directly proportional to wherever I am situated on the spectrum. (The disgust is less of an issue weirdly enough. Guangdong of Spain would be an Inquisitional torture.)
(Yes, I had to look for it.) I'm just not that kind, but I will pin one over my desk as a North Star. If I see one outside my office window, I will let her in and sit on my laptop.
Dear Angry at Amazon (join the queue), if you went to Amazon, typed in ‘tipping card’ and purchased anything that came up in that search, tu mérites tout ce qui t'arrive.
And worse. 🤣
Cherie, we are very busy over here writing serial fiction in Sitges, otherwise known as the Guangdong of Spain. If you want to solve all your tipping problems, marry an Italian and move to Catalunya, where tipping can be anything from zero to 1000% depending on your mood and choice of luncheon companions, and the response will always be the same: silent disgust.
The stress of a sliding scale is directly proportional to wherever I am situated on the spectrum. (The disgust is less of an issue weirdly enough. Guangdong of Spain would be an Inquisitional torture.)
I am baffled and highly amused that a tipping card is a thing and that there is a box, somewhere in an Amazon warehouse, containing these.
I laughed a lot, Adam. Thank you.
(Yes, I had to look for it.) I'm just not that kind, but I will pin one over my desk as a North Star. If I see one outside my office window, I will let her in and sit on my laptop.