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so much of what's going on is essentially epic. I overuse the word but then that's what life brings. Here Is my take on the epic that tumblr and the web provides.
I caught myself this morning holding a nifty pyramid teabag containing PG Tips tea over a cup next to some boiling water. You see, I’ve been making a cup of tea for this British man every morning for the past several weeks. However, he’s not here today, he’s away, and so no one is going to drink…
"And you, my dear bartender, who cracked open a $4 beer bottle, and handed me back my change entirely in a stack of one-dollar notes. Very subtle. As though the sheer bulk of that paper would deter me from putting it back in my wallet, and, defeated, I’d simply leave it there for you like a burnt offering on your sticky altar."
Chasing the end of my rainbow: Hey, customer! Try on my apron, and then complain.
Yes, tipping is hard. Lots of good ideas here.
(via virginiawoolf)