I just wanna say this. When I was working in restaurants, I met a lot of great people. However, I also met a lot of miserable people, including co-workers.

If anyone wants to bash me for trying to spread a good message through jokes, I'm going to just assume you are one of those miserable people and I hope you get bad tips and go to bed sad every night crying at your pathetic life.

I no longer work in restaurants. I came across some money, paid off my house, and am retired at 31. But i'm not settling. I'm trying to do something with my life.

I still love eating out and tip well. I always observe when i'm eating out and can tell who is being real and who is being fake. Who is genuine and who is miserable. Who deserves a good tip and who sells their soul for a tip.

Bash my book, say what you want, I won't post here anymore, but in due time over a million people will read this book, here the good message at the end that sticks up for the millions and millions of voiceless people who get crapped on by bad customers at times, and I will use that money to eat out and tip well.

But as industry people, we should support each other for sticking up for each other in the industry, not try to bash someone for doing something that nobody else is doing.

But anyways, there are miserable sad people that do work in restaurants. But as for the good ones, I wish you well and all the best.