My Mother-in-Law Brought 38 Friends to My Restaurant and Ordered $23,289 of Food—She Stopped Smiling When I Put the Folder Beside Her Bill
Sent dishes back after finishing most of them.
Tipped poorly because:
“Family does not tip family.”
One server, Maya, told me:
“We thought you wanted us to tolerate it.”
I felt terrible.
“I didn’t.”
“You never stopped it.”