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There's no tipping in Finland. Well, there are some tipping in places where tourists go but tipping is not expected in Finland. In fact, a friend of mine unsuccessfully tried to tip in a restaurant in Finland, the tip was returned to her. I hope the custom never reaches Finland. It's not about being stingy, it's about waiters being paid a living wage (not necessarily a very high one but a solid salary nevertheless) and service charge being included in the price. What other profession would be expected to live off tips? It's only a short step to tipping doctors and government officials in which case you could call it what it is, bribery.
Well said, everybody get's the picture. But what a nightmare to work there! I have been blessed with wonderful workmates for over twenty years and going to work is a joy. I have also known the workmate from hell and if I could have figured out how to commit the perfect murder, she would have been dead long ago. As I didn't, I left the job.
Dangerous things, workmates [to be continued after work...].
A week later police closed a street near where I live in Helsinki and tried to make an arrest from a flat. The man inside first fired through his closed apartment door and then killed himself. He was the murderer of this investment dealer, who was his ex-boss from a few years back... So be nice to the people you work with...
Pic: The house of the victim, with police tape still telling to keep off the crime scene.
He wanted to know where to send his bill for taking a day off from work and not getting the promised appointment. Surely something for petrol as well (he was on his way to Helsinki and we were on route).
Our vet heard how my voice got angrier and angrier and said she could see his dog's problem when he had the appointment and the badly cut cat could wait those few minutes in the operating theatre as it was already sedated and not in pain.
I swore at the owner, told him to come right away and slammed the receiver in his ear. He came, cool as a cucumer, as if nothing had happened. I wrote him a big bill which he paid. Next week he wanted to make an appointment for the removal of the wart and then I told him he should look for another vet, because we cannot guarantee that we would be able to see his dog if another emergency arose. And we didn't like the way he had been threatening us with a bill even before he had set his foot at the clinic. That is not how one makes a working vet-client relationship. And he should know that emergencies come first and we would not have been liable to pay him anything, even if his appointment had been cancelled. And that I have never seen an owner refuse to give up his time for an emergency in the 30 years I have been in practice, let alone turning nasty towards us because of that. He tried to say something about taking the day off to come and show the dog to us and I snapped at him that I had been wondering already then what kind of an employer gives a day off because a tick or a wart (it was probably his day off anyhow, he just made an issue of it). Did he not think at all about the poor emergency case?
"I don't care what other patients you had, I had made an appointment."
I said that that is exactly why we are not seeing you anymore, you do not care about others. This time he slammed the receiver. He called back right away and said he had gotten bad service last week, I had been rude to him and slammed the receiver on him. I said that it is a perfect reason to look for another vet. Phew, was I angry.
I have always thought it wrong that there are just a few professions which you are supposed to tip (waiters, travel guides and bus tour drivers + cabin cleaners in Cruise ships), no matter how they do their job. I seldom tip and only when I have received good service. C'mon, we save lives at work, waiters carry a plate to our table. I've been tipped once by a Russian client. Our clients bring flowers, chocolate, home made cakes, wine - and some bring religious publications... I have been taken to a long weekend in Paris by a female client whose boyfriend had just left her and she had won the trip for two. One client treated me and the vet for an evening in Moulin Rouge and a tour around Paris in 40-year-old Renaults, if we paid the for trip and accomodation ourselves. As luck would have it, the vet's brother had just gotten himself an apartment in Paris, so of course we went. I guess we must be doing something right, even if we do not get tips...
According to the writer, most waiters / waitresses do not get other wages than what they earn in tips. That sucks, but why they let themselves to be treated that way beats me. But what appauled me even more was that whenever our hero got good money, what did he do, save it for a rainy day? No way, he spent it in the same evening on booze and lapdancers. That does not make me want to tip a waiter ever again.
The writer was pro illegal aliens on the basis that people would not come to restaurants if the workers had to be paid better i.e. it would be more expensive to eat out. Baaaad excuse. As I pay taxes and our company pays taxes, I am very much against grey economy and people who live on social security because they do not want to work. Where as Americans without medical insurance can't afford to be sick, Finnish social security is too good; with low pay professions you earn about the same on the dole than you would if you worked, so it pays to be unemployed (and have all that free time, when you can do grey business, if you wish to have the best of both worlds).
Loved the chapter with Russell Crowe. We used to have a spitting image of young Tom Cruise as a client and I could not get one sensible word out of my mouth whenever he came. He must have thought I was a nitwit. But he, too, got older and fatter, so I was able to gain my senses and become the true professional I am :) .
I have read Kitchen Confidential years back and didn't like it at all. It seemed you could work at a restaurant only if you had a criminal or psychiatric record, lots of tattoos and you did drugs. The description of professional kitchens in general made you feel ill. I can still go to a restaurant having read this book. Well, not in the US, because I would not tip.
WILD RELEASE NOTES:
Had my first ever fish and chips as it was our group's pre-ordered lunch at The Trusty Servant. Left the book on a windowsill next to some other books. Didn't tip as all was prepaid.