I couldn’t sleep last night, so around two in the morning I took half a Sominex tablet and put on the most recent podcast episode of Freakonomics (public radio voices are soothing). I ended up listening to the entire 40-minute episode because there was so much to think about and unpack.
Logan and I are of the mindset that you can actually never really tip too much for good service (Logan really loves leaving as much as possible), but we’re also open to showing other people’s honest viewpoints and experiences with money (see: Young, Privileged and Applying for Foodstamps). As a counterpoint to Cindy’s post today on overtipping, we give you Billfold pal Matt Langer’s rules for tipping.
So when my friends and I walked over to the TGIFridays next to our hotel this weekend for a quick bite and drink, we weren’t expecting much.
Mike Dang: Logan, I’m on my way to a wedding right now! I think there is a rehearsal dinner tonight. Probably fancy? Not sure? Also, I’m bringing a wallet full of cash. Rehearsal dinners are usually paid for by the parents of the bride or groom, but I don’t want to be the one without cash if that’s not the case here. ASSUME NOTHING, basically.
Logan Sachon: OH, HM. I would never consider that. When parents are involved, I always assume everything is covered. But that’s obviously a pretty classist assumption. I do still offer to pay for my share or the tip or something, fully expecting the answer to be no. Like, FULLY. But not at a wedding. You never pay at a wedding!
MD: Yeah, I’ve never heard of anyone going to a rehearsal dinner and then having to pay for him or herself, but I like being prepared anyway. I’m also trying to think of a situation where I was out with someone else’s parents and they didn’t pay for me, but I can’t. It’s part of the parents handbook, probably. “Consider paying for your child’s playmate when out to dinner.” — Dr. Spock
LS: But yes, I think it’s a good idea to always be prepared to pay for your own meal. Like, duh! I think it can be tricky though if someone invites you somewhere you know you can’t afford. A friend was in town recently and invited me out to dinner—she had the place picked. There was no chance she wasn’t going to pay. Okay there was a small chance. But I was 99 percent sure she was going to pay, though it still felt really kind of dicey.