So… my dad kind of lost it over a tip screen
It wasn’t a huge deal at first. Just a simple takeout order—walk in, grab the food, walk out. Easy. Then the screen flipped around. Tip options: 15%, 20%, 25%. My dad paused. Looked at the cashier. Looked back at the screen. And then, well… he made it known he wasn’t thrilled. “No one even served me,” he said, a little louder than necessary. You could feel the tension. The cashier froze. People behind us shifted. And just like that, a quick pickup turned into a whole moment. Later, the question came up—half defensive, half genuinely curious: Is it actually rude …










