Start By Being Charitable With Your Attention!
My employer has an automatic prompt every time someone pays with a card, asking if the customer would like to donate to local pet shelters. I am finishing a transaction with a man in his forties who has not acknowledged my existence once.
Me: “Okay. Your total is [amount]. Is that cash or card?”
He puts his card on the reader to use tap-to-pay.
Me: “Okay, card. There is a donation—”
Man: “Did it go?”
Me: “No, not yet. You have to select—”
Man: *Moving his card all over the reader* “It’s not working.”
Me: “You still need to select whether you’d like to donate to local animal shelters. If not, you—”
Man: “No.”
Me: “Okay, just go ahead and press ‘No, thank you’ on the screen.”
Man: “Why isn’t it working?”
Me: “You have to hit ‘No, thank you’ at the bottom right of the screen.”
Man: “I want to use credit.”
Me: “You cannot pay until—”
Man: *Finally looking at the screen* “Is this asking for a f****** tip?! Are you serious?”
Me: “No, it’s asking about—”
Man: “I can’t believe you think it’s okay to ask for a tip for ringing me out!”
He goes on like this for a good minute. I’ve decided to just wait and let him run out of steam. As loud as he’s being, everyone around us knows he’s talking out his a**, so they just watch, either amused or glaring daggers at him.
By the time he finishes, the prompt has timed out and moved on to the payment screen. I haven’t touched the register or even been close enough to the keyboard to do so since the first time he interrupted me.
Man: “…it’s so d*** disrespectful— Oh. Good, there it goes. See, how hard was that?”
Me: “Here’s your receipt. Have a nice day.”
Man: “Get your manager. This tipping culture is obscene. You cannot—”
Me: “Sure. You can step to the side here and she’ll be right up.”
I call the manager over the loudspeaker and address the woman who has been waiting in line behind the man.
Me: “Hi. How are you?”
Woman: “I’m good. Honey, do you really ask for tips? I’ve never seen that here.”
Me: “No, it’s about donating to local pet shelters.”
Woman: “Oh! That’s good! I’ll donate $10 if that’s okay.”
Me: “That’s wonderful! Thank you!”
The man is still there, turning red as we talk. He grabs his purchases and walks out.
A moment later, the manager does arrive.
Manager: “You called?”
Woman: “That was a man who left. But I will tell you that this girl has the patience of a saint. That man was going on about tipping when he wasn’t even reading the screen.”
Manager: “Tipping?”
Me: “The donation prompt. “
Manager: “Oh. Well… Okay, then. Um… carry on?”
Me: “Thank you!”
I know a lot of places are asking for tips for things that people don’t believe should be tipped, but if he had taken two seconds to read the screen, he would have seen it.