Tipped To Be An A**hole, Part 2

I work as a cashier and shift manager at a sit-down pizza place known for its buffet. The lunch buffet ends at 2:00 pm, and the dinner buffet starts at 5:00 pm. We’re still open to customers between two and five; they just have to order from the menu. We rarely get a huge amount of business during this time, and often it’s people needing to speak to our manager.

A customer walks in at 3:00 pm. Seeing as I don’t know if she is here to eat or speak to the manager, I politely ask:

Me: “How may I help you?”

She responds by looking at me and speaking to me as if I have a mental condition.

Customer: “I would like to eat. This is a restaurant, right?”

I show her to her table, she orders and eats, and at the end of the meal, I collect her bill. I notice she is exactly $1.00 short. I bring the bill back.

Me: “Ma’am, I’m sorry, I know my handwriting is terrible, but the bill is $31.”

She then looks at me in disgust and hands me the tip that she was going to leave me — $1.00 — and starts to leave, muttering:

Customer: “You would have gotten it anyway.”

Me: “Ma’am, were you about to pay for part of your bill with my tip?”

Customer: “It’s more than you deserve!” *Stomps out* 

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