I decided to do this while $100 was still a lot of money to me. My thinking was I would remember it better and it would have more of an effect on me now, rather than waiting until I was forty and a multi-millionaire (Me being ambitious).
So one cold, dreary night my girlfriend and I decided to eat dinner at Cracker Barrel. I decided upon my usual, lemon-peppered trout with turnip greens, apple sauce, and macaroni cheese. I do not exactly remember what my girlfriend had. It was most likely a vegetable plate or something really girly.
I can’t remember our server’s name, but I can describe her pretty good. She was an older lady with long hair, which was in the middle stages of it turning gray. She was really nice, but she seemed to me as if she had had a bad day.
She took really good care of us and kept my drink full, which can be a job in itself because I love sweet tea and you quickly realize this when I have it in front of me.
We got the bill and at Cracker Barrel you have to go to the front to pay it. I went up front and gave the lady my bank card to pay for the meal. She ran it and gave me the slip to sign.
The bill was $19.83. On the tip line, I put 100.00. It hurt me so much to put that number down in that particular spot. I gave it back to the cashier and she looked up at me in surprise. I said it is right and turned to leave out the door.
My girlfriend asked what I had tipped her. I said that “I painfully regret to inform her that the $100 dollars to a random stranger can be checked off.”
My thought about it meaning more when I was/am broke was true. I am sure that the lady needed the money or she would not have been at work. I also hope that it helped to make her day just a little bit better.
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