In the new book Waiter Rant: Thanks for the Tip — Confessions of a Cynical Waiter, a New York waiter (and author of the long-running blog Waiter Rant) dishes on annoying customers, tyrannical owners and drugged-up servers.

One night I served a young couple on a first or second date. The man, a take-charge sort of guy, ordered a mess of expensive food and a pricey bottle of wine. I gave the couple great service, so when I saw the 9-per-cent tip the man left me, I was slightly aggravated. As the couple got ready to leave, the man excused himself to use the men’s room. When he was out of sight, his date waved me over to the table.

“Can I ask you something?” asked the woman, a very sexy redhead.

“Of course, madam.”

“Did my friend tip you enough?”

Smiling, I opened the check holder and showed it to her.

The girl’s face turned redder than her hair. She reached into her small purse and pushed a crumpled $20 bill into my hand.

“Sorry about that,” she said.

“Thank you, madam,” I replied, slipping the money into my pocket.

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