I took a DoorDash order that showed a $0 tip, even though I knew better. Part of me wanted to prove a point. If you’re comfortable ordering delivery and tipping nothing, don’t expect great energy in return.
When I pulled up, the house was huge — big driveway, lights everywhere. Clearly not struggling. That’s what pushed me over the edge. You live like that and can’t spare a few bucks for the driver?
I snapped. Dumped the food in the street, marked it delivered, and left.
They complained, DoorDash investigated, and now I’m deactivated. Somehow I’m the villain — but I still don’t get how people who refuse to tip face zero consequences. 
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The other night, I had a girl over and we ended up hooking up in the living room, on my grandma’s old chair. You know, the one my mom acts like belongs in a museum. It’s been there forever, mostly just collecting dust. I figured if it could survive decades of neglect, it could handle one normal adult moment.
