What’s up with everyone wanting tips these days? I recently had lunch at a place where you order at the counter, wait for the chow to be cooked and then carry it to the table yourself. And, if you are nice, you clear the table when you are done. I would pretty much call that self-service. Yet, next to the cash register, was a small box asking for tips. Tips for what? It seems I’m doing all the work but ringing up the sale and cooking it. I consider myself a fairly generous tipper, especially when I received good service, which, for me, really means taking my order, getting me my food in a timely manner and refilling my water glass. I recently stopped at an ice cream counter. The clerk scooped the fudge ripple, put it on a cone, took my money, and gave me change. But, there, on top of the ice cream case— you guessed it — a cup for tips. Maybe if I’d thrown in some change, I would have received two scoops instead of one. The fact of the matter was, I really didn’t need one either. But I wanted one. Then, there’s a chain of coffee places where you drive up to the menu board, give your order, drive up to the window, pay, get your order and take off. And, there’s a tip box right outside the window. Outside of the pleasure of sitting in a long line cars and wasting over-priced gas, why should I leave a tip? A tip, or gratuity, is most often described as a payment made to certain service sector workers beyond the advertised price. Service is the key word here. I don’t consider it “service” when I order food at the cash register and have to pick it up myself. However, if I sit at a table and someone takes my order and brings it to me, that to me is “service.” A tip is most likely warranted.