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                      |  | David
                        Spates "Therefore I Am"
 
 Published Feb. 11, 2003
 |  Here's a hot tip for you
 
 Here's what I need to know: What's a decent tip for a smart-alecky
                  newspaper columnist? Five percent? Ten? Fifteen? Twenty, if he
                  doesn't dangle his participles and keeps your tea glass filled?
 I just ran the numbers. If I can get the Chronicle
                  readers to tip, say, 10 percent, your humble correspondent would
                  be living the life. Ten percent -- surely that's not too much
                  ask, now is it? I give 10 percent even when the waiter sneezes
                  on my fish. A copy of the Chronicle costs 50 cents. My
                  10-percent gratuity would be a nickel. For the sake of argument,
                  let's say 20,000 folks read that particular issue. That's a hefty
                  $1,000 for yours truly every week. Not too shabby, eh? And that's
                  figuring a mere 10 percent - I'd like to think that every so
                  often I come up with a column worthy of a 15-percent nod or,
                  dare I say, even a 20-percent grease.
 Everyone else seems to have their palms out looking for a
                  tip, so why can't I? Who's to say that a newspaper columnist
                  shouldn't be tipped? Not me, that's for sure.
 We live in a tip-oriented society. Tipping is a big deal.
                  Those of us who have worked in a job where our money comes from
                  the gratuities of others know how important tips are. I've often
                  thought it ought to be mandatory that everyone in the United
                  States work in a restaurant's dining room or deliver pizza for
                  at least three months. It puts things in perspective.
 Though I have no hard numbers to prove it, I suspect the vast
                  majority of bad tippers have never waited tables nor had a stack
                  of pizza riding shotgun.
 In a way, tipping is a quantitative means by which society
                  measures your adherence to the Golden Rule: "Do unto others
                  as you would have them do unto you." It's a fine rule, I
                  think you'd agree. It's so golden, in fact, that it's a central
                  ethical teaching found in the scriptures of nearly every major
                  religion. Worshippers in different faiths may not agree on much,
                  but most agree that the notion of reciprocity is a good thing.
 That being said, why do I begrudge the tip jar at the walk-up
                  coffee store? I don't know, but I do. It's not a very golden
                  sentiment on my part, is it? Maybe I need to brush up on my central
                  ethical teachings.
 Or perhaps it's just that tipping has gotten a little out
                  of hand. An example: When did we start placing tip jars near
                  store cash registers? Are we now expected to tip the Starbucks
                  kid for filling our cups with coffee? It's a 30-second transaction
                  -- you walk up to the counter, you ask for coffee, the kid pours
                  the coffee, the kid hands you the coffee, the kid asks for 89
                  cents, you hand the kid a buck, the kid hands you back 11 cents,
                  you say "thank you," and then he says "thank you."
                  Is that a tip-worthy exchange? Did the coffee kid exert a special
                  effort into the pouring?
 There's not a lot of gray area there. If your cup contains
                  hot coffee, the kid did a great job. If the cup is empty or contains
                  cold coffee, the kid did a terrible job. It leaves very little
                  opportunity for interpretation.
 Piano players were among the first to utilize the tip jar,
                  but it makes sense for them. Pianists' performances range from
                  outstanding to horrendous. Any piano bar pianist who has the
                  courage to steer clear of belting out "Piano Man" is
                  worthy of a fine gratuity, if should you ask me. I'll add a little
                  greenery to his glass every time. Not only that, but pianists
                  have their hands full. They can't pause in the middle of "Goodbye
                  Yellow Brick Road" to accept a gratuity, hence the tip jar.
 Why should a Starbucks cashier get a tip and not a McDonald's
                  cashier? If you saw a tip jar at McDonald's, wouldn't you think
                  it odd? But why? The Starbucks kid and the McDonald's kid are
                  providing the same service. Both are taking your money in exchange
                  for food and drink, so why should the Starbucks cashier get a
                  tip and not the McDonald's cashier?
 Maybe we should start tipping everyone for doing their
                  jobs, regardless of how well or how poorly they do them. (We
                  can exempt politicians. They get enough tips as it is, and rarely
                  are their tips tied to performance.) Go ahead and tip garbage
                  men, meter readers, mail carriers, veterinarians, bankers, street
                  pavers, engineers, heart surgeons and software designers. You
                  name the job, you tip it.
 I'm not proud. Go ahead and tip newspaper columnists, too.
                  I've even set up a virtual tip jar for your convenience. Just
                  go to paypal.com and send me a tip, using davespates@chartertn.net
                  as my e-mail address. A penny, nickel, quarter, dollar, C-note,
                  whatever you can spare will be appreciated. I deserve it, don't
                  I? I tried not to dangle too many participles today, and I didn't
                  even sneeze on your fish (as far as you know). · · ·David Spates is a Knoxville resident and Crossville Chronicle contributor whose column
                  is published each Tuesday. He can be reached at davespates@chartertn.net.
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