Living in Las Vegas, we definitely end up “tipping” a lot. Our city depends on tourism. So many great people work hospitality… up, down, and off the strip.
Hospitality… without it, Las Vegas wouldn’t function. Often, we don’t think much about tipping. We just do it. But, here’s a thought. What about tipping… just because.
On Sunday, I got a flat tire. The valet guy, who I happened to see often, helped me change my tire. He didn’t have to do it. He put on my spare tire AND he noticed the pressure was down, so he took the car to an air pump and filled it up. How nice! I was late for an appointment, so this meant so much to me.
It didn’t take long, and he knew what he was doing (thank goodness) but I felt I should express my gratitude. Luckily, I had some cash on me. I gave him a 20 dollar bill. He seemed surprised, but grateful. It made MY day.
I was late to my hair appointment, kept my hairdresser waiting. She could tell I was stressed, so she moved things around and did the best she could to fit me in. I gave her a couple extra dollars in tip than I normally do.
I drove to Pep Boys (they are open on Sundays) and I got my tire patched and put back on. I felt so relieved. I wanted to wash my car. It was chilly out, breezy a bit. The attendant let me use my upcoming “free” car wash since he thought it might rain. He marked my card and waved me through. He waited at the end to give me a quick towel dry. He didn’t have to do this. He did. I gave him a tip. He looked confused, but thankful.
This day was filled with bumps in the road, but by tipping those who helped me, it ended with a smile. I would so much rather spend an extra $30 on this, then buying myself a fancy lunch. It was all worth it.
Helping each other, even strangers, means a lot.