{"id":57,"date":"2008-04-30T14:08:00","date_gmt":"2008-04-30T14:08:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/moavenz.com\/blog\/?p=57"},"modified":"2008-04-30T14:08:00","modified_gmt":"2008-04-30T14:08:00","slug":"my-extra-2-tip","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/moavenz.com\/blog\/?p=57","title":{"rendered":"My "Extra $2 Tip""},"content":{"rendered":"

So, as the Princess of Rizvania<\/a> prepared herself the other morning, my husband asked me why I went through all that just to read a story. I told him it was HIS fault and got the usual “whaaa….???!” expression in response.<\/p>\n

You see, when my husband and I were first married, we ate out ALOT. Not because I couldn’t cook (Hon, it was NOT because I couldn’t cook!), but because, with both of us working, we had the money and not much time (funny how things can 180 on ya). Anyway… my husband would typically leave “extra-large” tips, even if the service was average, which, as a former professional waitress, drove me nuts. [I liked to think you should EARN an extra-big tip by being totally awesome – which, in all honesty, I was – I totally LOVE serving people!] When I confronted him over this nasty habit, he simply explained, “How many opportunities do you get in this life to REALLY make someone’s day for only $2 more?” <\/p>\n

So, yes, I could have gone to the school that morning in a nice outfit (not my sweats), and the kids would have enjoyed the story, but with just a small investment in time (15 min.) and a little creativity, I decided to give them an extra $2. You should have seen their faces – so how could I not?!<\/p>\n

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