Hydrizzle, I feel for you 100% man. I used to wait tables at a restaurant, and nothing pained me more than a table full of 6 loud and immature middle-schoolers who feel all grown up because somebody's mommy dropped them off to have a bite to eat. After refilling their rootbeers a million times and making their ice cream three times because they keep changing their order while I'm making it, they tip like a dollar on a $25 bill. Made me want to throw kittens against the wall in rage. After working there, I'm a devoted tipper.