The Tip That Changed the Evening
Some dinners stay with you—not for the flavor of the meal, but for the moment that rearranges something inside you.
My wife and I had stopped at a small roadside restaurant after a long day, just hoping for calm. The food was fine, but the service was slow, distracted, uneasy. When the check came, I left a simple ten-percent tip—nothing vindictive, just routine—and we headed toward the door.