>one person works while the other sit on their asses, and everyone gets tipped the same amount at the end of the night.
My mother went on about this especially. She couldn't stand the idea of 'pooling' tips. That's why I think she came to believe that she'd rather not have to deal with tips altogether, although her tips were a big part of her salary.
We were a strange bunch. Years later when I worked through a printers local, I refused to negotiate 'over scale' with the employer. I worked for the agreed on pay for my classification as per the contract. Had guys look at me like they wanted to kick my teeth in. Hell, one of the reasons I joined the union was to avoid having to deal with employers altogether, yet almost all the membership was working sweetheart deals behind the unions back.
If you'll excuse the jew quote, as Bob Dylan once said "Money doesn't talk, it swears."
Walking away from that environment was the happiest day of my life.
