This is so petty you guys, as if there were't enough of these guys, the project is losing people because ... and I confused here... he DID tip but the waitress stole the money or he DID NOT tip (asshole) and the waiter got (righteously) angry. Either way, no one is get foreclosed on because they lost 4.00 lousy dollars. Just role your eyes, and next time, when you go there again, sit on the outside of the booth or table or whatever and make sure the waitress who stole the money "accidentally" trips on your foot while carrying something heavy.
Oh yeah, let me get on my soap box here, and say that waiting tables SUCKS. I was a waiter at a shitty little family restaurant called "Mabel's" in Traverse City Michigan and it was the most traumatic experience I have ever had. Constantly flitting around from table to table, orders changing, needs ever shifting, other waiters desperatly trying to please people getting in my way, constant traffic jams at the salad making station, butter on the uniform - unavoidable - manager is angry - don't let it happen again, old people not tipping, getting a Chic Tract instead of a tip from some "paula-esque" nut job woman, getting trashed talked by the good old boys sitting in the corner booth who think I'm gay because my apron looks like a fucking skirt - I didn't make the uniform assholes!, night clean-up and my back is killing me, stupid asshole females who think I should know what fish and chips is when its not even on the menu!!!!! Come on, I'm not british (unfortunately), I don't know what you mean by fish and chips! I'm sorry ok?.....You know those idiots who whine about getting old and how being young was so awesome?! I thank god everyday I'm 28 years old and counting. I hated being young, it sucked. Mabel's was one of those defining experiences in my life. I taught me that I do NOT want to be a manual laborer for the rest of my life. I worked there for 3 months while on break from college. I now tip all waiters and waitresses $5, I don't care how bad their service is, its just a thing with me. Oh, to be fair, I was the world's worst waiter. Damn females with their verbal skills and their great short term memories ran circles around me and always left the restraunt at night smilling with atleast 70 more dollars in tips than I did. I would, LITERALLY, rather suck dick on figueroa and 110th street every night than go back to being a waiter.