Message from @SpectralPuppet
Discord ID: 535387672571674645
Atleast retail is more indirect customer service
I kinda want to wait tables, I can be charismatic even if someone’s being a dick to me, I’d get tipped pretty well 🤷🏻♂️
Ah yeah
This tipping thing in america
Wait you ain't in America Miko??
No, european
Kinda fucked up that they like
Dont give enough salary to waiters, to the point they have to depend on customers to pay extra
Havent looked much into our system but afaik waiters over here have never been depending on any tips, we just give when we receive outstanding service
Tipping is sorta fucked
If you don't do well you either get no tip or like a cheap one
I heard they take part of the tips you receive? So customers can tip you and you dont even get all of it??
That i don't know for sure
I better hope not
I think some restaurants allow the waiters to keep the tip
Or maybe the customer slides the waiter or waitress a tip that they can keep
I saw a pic of a tipping bill or smth
Where they write down the amount and someone gave 10 bucks and wrote down 0 so the waiter can keep it all
//gtg gonna be back later
Peace 👍
just saw uhohbro got terminated
omegalul
Wait what lol
look it up
onision’s 3rd channel got terminated?
<:nazi:235272942882258944>
omegalul
got terminated for hate speech
repzion should pick up on this
man how is this server still alive
got to meet lots of good people doe
but like
it impresses me tbh
Idk but I’m glad it is, I’ve been looking for more servers with good people.
Most “YouTuber” servers are kinda cringey, but you guys seem cool.
This one feels a bit more chillax and intimate with repzion joining in from time to time as well
Other servers seem too formal, in my opinion atleast, like nonstop notifs when the yter does smth but talking with them is unlikely so in the end you just join for the community anyway
The only server I flat out joined for community's sakes was markiplier's because I was intent to see the mayhem lmaoo
I'm bad at explaining
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