Dollar smiles

I like to see people happy. I also like saving money. I don’t readily donate to charity because I’m poor, but every once in a while I like doing something nice for people that could use the money. I usually avoid donating to organizations because I prefer to see the recipients of my charity. The positive reinforcement and increased likelihood of repetition more than compensates for the silly pride I feel in being nice, I think.

Tonight, I went by Taco Bell to buy a 7-layer burrito. When I pulled over to the window, I saw a sign that said “Tips greatly appreciated” written in wonderful handwriting. The lady who took my money seemed nice, and I realized she had put up the sign because of the terrible pay at Taco Bell.

About tips… I don’t like giving tips at restaurants because it’s expected. I tend to avoid restaurants for this reason: the restaurant pays the service so poorly that they have to rely on the charity of the clientรจle. I just can’t support an establishment like that any more than I can support buying chocolate that was produced by slavery. ๐Ÿ™‚

Having once had a friend go crazy while working at Taco Bell and having worked for minimum wage before, I realized that these were the workers who truly deserved a tip, but sadly were also the people least likely to get one.

So I gave her a dollar.

She was happy. She brought my food with a smile and asked if I wanted anything else. Then I thought of all the people who were preparing my food and thought it was unfair to only give her a tip. I asked her for change for a $5. When she gave me five ones, I gave her back three and asked her to share with the two other workers. Then I drove off happy.

For just $4, or double my meal price, I was able to make four people happy (three workers and myself). In comparison, the same amount would buy me a meal at a sit-down restaurant and perhaps give a tip to an underpaid waitress who wouldn’t appreciate it as it would only be one part of her whole salary.

Thus, I have decided thatโ€” from now onโ€” every time I get some fast food after midnight, I will compensate the workers with what I can. You should too. Try it tonight: it’s fun and it always makes the workers happy. It’s like a 20 percent pay raise for that hour.

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4 Responses to Dollar smiles

  1. scout says:

    i came over your blog very randomly – apparently both of us did a 25 by 25 list. but i really like the way you write, is most amusing. so well, yes, another fan for ya.

  2. Pixel says:

    Ooh, a fan! I love those, they make me feel cool. ๐Ÿ˜† I’ll check you out… and perhaps give your blog a look through, too. ๐Ÿ˜›

  3. In one of those curious cosmic coincidental things, I’ve also been pondering a “tip the fast food worker” post, though from a different angle. What you’ve written here makes good sense.

    Although I do think not all underpaid waitresses (and waiters) are ungrateful minions of slave-driving restaurant moguls. But you know about such exceptions I’m sure. ๐Ÿ˜‰

  4. Brian D says:

    Great post and I agree. It makes their day and doesnt hurt your wallet badly. Plus they’ll probably remember you ๐Ÿ™‚

    Make the world better by throwing money at it, just not blindly like Congress. Novel idea.

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