Full Metal Lunchbox

 
In Chicago we have a dumb but popular local radio station by the name of B96.  They play crap like Usher and Timberlake and the occasional Fergie.  I don't normally tune in, but when someone else has it on nearby I'll typically find myself bobbing my head and singing along.  Can't help myself.

Today I was in the car with someone who had B96 on the radio.  The station just finished playing some sort of R&B ballad (Nelly?) when the DJ's came on the air with a humorous anecdote, ending with advice to listeners to not tip food delivery drivers because the delivery company includes a "service charge."

Folks, your typical pizza delivery guy and other service people don't make much per hour.  I've done that work, and it's amazing how incredibly uncharitable people can be over a lousy $2 tip.  (The "service charge," by the way, is not a tip.)

So, I implore all of you:

If you're ordering in tonight, consider tipping your delivery driver.  Is a few bucks all that much, really?

This blog post has been a public service announcement from someone who used to deliver hot dogs, greek food, and other edibles around Chicago.