When a Waitress Mocked My Grandmother’s Tip, She Didn’t Expect the Lesson I Had Planned

I made a reservation at the same restaurant for the following week — and specifically requested Jessica as our server. I invited my friend Jules, a professional photographer, to join me.

We dressed as if we were attending a formal dinner. I wanted Jessica to believe she was serving customers who might leave a generous tip — the kind of night that could make a server’s week.

We ordered the most expensive items on the menu. Appetizers, wine, entrées — even dessert. We were polite and friendly, giving no indication of what was coming.

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