This is not the first time this has happened. Actually it happens quite often. Usually I feel compelled to tip the person who provides a service to me, even if the service isn't all that great, I know it's a hard tiresome job to wait on people everyday. I used to do it. However in this particular case I didn't feel so compelled. As I waited for M.O.M to collect his things off the shuttle I stood next to the outside check-in station. I was close enough but out of the way to observe and wait. I was waiting for confirmation and guess what? I got one.
I was paying attention to the lady in the parked van that arrived after our shuttle who was getting her bags to checkout. Immediately after the lady opened the door to the van the skycap started the show. He was so happy to see her and he let her know as she was still in the van collecting her belongings. By now, M.O.M and I were fully positioned at the skycap station ready to do business and waiting. And waiting. And waiting. When his attention on the ill prepared lady faded, he then stated, with his head down and eyes diverted, "I.D. or Boarding Pass". We were still and did not respond. His voice carried a little louder this time as he repeated, "I.D. or Boarding Pass". By now, I was certain he was talking to us. The skycap performed his show earlier for the lady in the van but little did he know, he was about to get a back stage pass to a performance he didn't know he had a ticket to.
Ordinarily I would be embarrassed, this time, I was proud. M.O.M asked him who was he talking to just to make sure he wasn't mistaken and he had a witness to what's about to occur. The skycap said that he was talking to him. M.O.M replied by letting him know he was unaware that he was speaking to him at all by his body language. The skycap had to mention that he has been doing this job for 16 years and he knows what he was doing. After he checked our bags in and issued the boarding passes, I was disappointed because I didn't get the drama I was expecting from M.O.M..... understandably so... but I was proud because I didn't get the drama.
I asked how much did you tip him, he said don't worry about it, it wasn't much. But why do our people feel as though they have to be laxed or even kind of mean when serving us and they put on dancing shoes for 'the others'? Granted not all of us are like that, but the last two skycaps were proof. I guess M.O.M felt sorry for the bastard. I, on the other hand, told him he should have tipped him 16 pennies. I'm wrong, I know. Dance Mutha....! DANCE!
I was paying attention to the lady in the parked van that arrived after our shuttle who was getting her bags to checkout. Immediately after the lady opened the door to the van the skycap started the show. He was so happy to see her and he let her know as she was still in the van collecting her belongings. By now, M.O.M and I were fully positioned at the skycap station ready to do business and waiting. And waiting. And waiting. When his attention on the ill prepared lady faded, he then stated, with his head down and eyes diverted, "I.D. or Boarding Pass". We were still and did not respond. His voice carried a little louder this time as he repeated, "I.D. or Boarding Pass". By now, I was certain he was talking to us. The skycap performed his show earlier for the lady in the van but little did he know, he was about to get a back stage pass to a performance he didn't know he had a ticket to.
Ordinarily I would be embarrassed, this time, I was proud. M.O.M asked him who was he talking to just to make sure he wasn't mistaken and he had a witness to what's about to occur. The skycap said that he was talking to him. M.O.M replied by letting him know he was unaware that he was speaking to him at all by his body language. The skycap had to mention that he has been doing this job for 16 years and he knows what he was doing. After he checked our bags in and issued the boarding passes, I was disappointed because I didn't get the drama I was expecting from M.O.M..... understandably so... but I was proud because I didn't get the drama.
I asked how much did you tip him, he said don't worry about it, it wasn't much. But why do our people feel as though they have to be laxed or even kind of mean when serving us and they put on dancing shoes for 'the others'? Granted not all of us are like that, but the last two skycaps were proof. I guess M.O.M felt sorry for the bastard. I, on the other hand, told him he should have tipped him 16 pennies. I'm wrong, I know. Dance Mutha....! DANCE!
1 comment:
I hate that shiggitty! It's disturbing, "we" tip dammit. I take extra time to get the bastids info and complain to the entire effin chain of cammand on his dumb ass. Period.
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