I guess this is the "quote of the day" because you agree with the wisdom of this waitress and her attempt to put issues in perspective.

So, I feel compelled to ask:  Did you have any input in running that Jenna/Chelsea story?

Someone canonize that waitress - please.  She speaks for millions.

issues, smissues....we want a poll...what bald headed, white, thrice married unnamed man who be most likely to out tip some harping, evil, cackling b---h who thinks she is presidential material?  

That is what real Americans want to know...

the funny thing is this is the first I am hearing about it, so I am having what for me was a non issue being put into perspective.

as much as I hate Hillary, some campaign worker simply messed up and forgot to leave the tip. BFD. yes, i know the waitresses were out about $25 but that is not the end of the world and I am sure they made it up from all the side business generated.

I second.

Amen. I could not believe my ears hearing that story on NPR this morning.  Were they being ironic talking about all the details?  Their was a hint of gaiety in the reporters voices when talking about "getting to the bottom of the story."

Yes, I couldn't believe the air time on "Tipgate."  I second Cookie's comment.  Bring on the tipping poll.

God bless Anita. And this is why I for one love Iowa and New Hampshire as firsts in the nation. Real, retail politics on a face to face, first name basis.

Go Hawkeyes!

I missed the whole "tipping point" discussion so I'm glad something more important has come around to replace it.

I tip the Sonoma Hooker when I pay in cash, which I prefer to do because it's just so, well, dirtier that way.  Her tongue goes out and touches her upper lip while she sits on the side of the bed, opens the envelope, and counts the twenties.  When she gets to the end of the agreed "donation" and there's more, she makes a little cooing sound--it's adorable.

Giving anyone cash these days--hookers, waitresses, Mexican day laborers, cabbies--has this childish, naughty Blows Against the Empire connotation to it, like laughing at some monstrosity hanging in a museum or leaving boogers on the underside of the table in any restaurant earning at least two Michelin stars. (Not that I'm all that anal about the two stars. I'll make exceptions, but they've got to earn it.)

I don't go out to eat much and I rarely take cabs, but when I do either, I like to tip well, especially now that I can afford to.  It's part of my plan to die broke.  I try to leave the tip then skedaddle before the waiter or waitress finds it and realizes they can go out after work and have an extra beer, or maybe buy their kid something at Baskin-Robbins. I feel sorry for people who are tight tippers, because they miss out on a small part of the secret fun of life, which is the best fun, after all.

Personally, I love this stuff....unless it hurts my preferred candidate.

My favorite anecdote ever was when that woman came forward and talked about George Allen spitting on her. Ahhh, the good old days of the Allen-Webb race.

Hey, is thejauntyboulevardier MrCookie?  

Butchie seemed to suggest he was.

It's not about the tipping, it's about the lying. They insisted they did tip, and they apparently didn't. Stupid. Much worse is instisting you don't plant audience questions, and then having to admit it when the college kid says she was told to ask. But it's all part of the same octopus.