Like [ahem] most days.
I walked into the place after 1pm, hoping the lunch crowed was gone. It was. I found a table and seated myself, then hit the salad bar and poured myself a glass of tea from the pitcher beside the bar. After finishing the salad I grabbed a clean plate, picked up some food from the buffet and re-filled my glass of tea.
Reading the newspaper while I ate was relaxing.
At 1:30pm the hostess came to my table and asked if it was OK if I paid now, since she was going off duty and needed to reconcile her drawer. "Sure," I said, and handed her my debit card. I turned back to the newspaper when she said:
"Would you like to leave a tip on the card?"
What the hell?!?
Suddenly, my head was filled with this scene, from Reservoir Dogs:
"Yeah', I said. ' $3.00."