This is when being in the grays is shitty. I made the same comment at the same time and you get all the credit. You are now and will forever be my mortal enemy ;)

I think the most depressing thing here is that my first thought upon viewing the photo was, "It could be worse. Thank god he didn't do it in blackface."

So we know who the woman isn't, but do we know who she is? And whether or not she's on board with Jezebel publishing this picture?

I know. I did it very deliberately, because any word with anal in it makes me laugh like a very small and stupid child.

Just typing the "s" in that word you dislike would have helped' but I dig.

This exact situation has led me to technically commit fraud before. If I could see a clear (and I mean CLEAR) indent in the customer copy of what they intended to leave along with their signature, once in a while I would take a pen and fill it in. Never had anyone complain about that, either.

I love this story, because obviously the poor guy had $2 on him, and rather than stiff you he took the smaller drink. Just...awesome.

One of the undersecretaries of defense during Obama's first term came in one time and sat in my section (we were near the Pentagon). Guy could not possibly have been nicer and tipped like 40%.

I was a bartender once at a dive bar, where one of the specials was pints of PBR for $2, and a pony (about 5 oz) for $1. One night this young guy comes in and asks what a pint of PBR costs. $2 I say. He hesitates, and asks if there's anything cheaper. I say we have 5oz glasses for $1. He asks for one of those, I…

We had a regular couple at one restaurant I worked who were South Asian (not sure which country they were originally from, but based on their accents I'm willing to bet they had been born elsewhere) who we used to legit fight over. When they'd walk in, the servers' eyes would all simultaneously light up.

Every Friday night, these two wonderful women come into the restaurant I work at at about 5pm and stay until 8:30 or so drinking and chatting and relaxing after a long work week. They always have kind words for my coworkers and me, and they are genuinely interested in seeing me pay for graduate school - so much so…

I worked in a very large Mexican restaurant after college. It was 2 stories with a bar and lunch shift closer had the whole restaurant to themselves after about 2:00 until dinner came on at 5:00. Most days of the week it wasn't a huge deal, but I often closed on Fridays. You would get people who skipped out of work…

There's no way I can list the many, many amazing, awesome customers that I've waited on over the years! Seriously, people can be the fucking BEST.

I can see how the $100 might be insulting, but updating you guys with a presumed apology, taking ownership, and coming back to try to make things right sounds pretty classy to me.

I've written about this one place I used to manage before; a great fine-dining joint in a small Puget Sound town, attracting guests with loads of money and and sometimes loads of entitlement. But for all of the craziness that happened, there were moments of kindness and generosity that made it more than worthwhile.

Cracker-ass Cracker Barrel.

I feel compelled to add my own best story from my time as a server.

it should be sexual reichstag, not sexual congress

soggy climax would make a great band name.