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I’m not a cheap tipper. I swear. When I bashed American tipping practices last week, the backlash was, well, not fun. It’s funny how e-mails from anonymous people actually affect my day. To the point that I felt it necessary to clarify my stance on tipping in this week’s DimeBag. So let’s clear the air: I’m a firm believer in the “tip ’til they disappoint you” method. Meaning, tipping well from the get-go can only bring satisfaction for all parties. But don’t forget the thank yous with direct eye contact. Gestures of sincerity are always rewarded handsomely. Alright, enough of that. Onto the rest of your varied and thoughtful queries. Read More »
This is exciting. I can honestly say I was impressed by your ingenuity, curiosity and grammar. Considering none of those usually fall under the unwritten rules of commenter etiquette, I think it’s a sign of good things to come. Anyway, to the questions. Read More »
My mind wanders â€“ flutters, even. Nothing is too insignificant or marginal to warrant a moment’s pondering. It’s not an inability to focus, but more a constantly careful analysis of the minutiae of every day life. Who’s on the other end of my Xbox Live game? Did Dexter actually inspire someone to become a vigilante that uses a kill room and creepy pictures? Who wins a fight between Kendrick Perkins and Ron Artest? Does anyone actually watch SNL anymore? How did humanity discover fire? That seems like a pretty tough thing to do. What’s the cutoff age for “you’re too old to be single and enjoying the NBA party life?” Why is it socially frowned upon to bite into tomatoes whole? On a scale of 1-10, how obnoxious was it for Google to create Google+ and try to ruin Facebook?
There’s a quick glimpse into the endless abyss that is my tortured curiosity. I’m sure many of you have wondered similar things. That’s why I’m proud to present you with DimeBag, the weekly Dime mailbag. Read More »