We live in Burbank, CA. It really is Hollywood adjacent in that most of the servers in chain restaurants are actors, musicians, and stars to be. I've been served pasta by the next "American Idol," or so I was told. We tipped the next star of action adventure films, or so we were told. We've had our order bungled by the next dramatic actress, to-be-discovered.
What it is about chain restaurants and stars? I suppose there are just so many Olive Gardens, Chili's and Macaroni Grills that it is easy to get a job there. Also, they can leave their homes in the backwaters of America and keep their day job essentially while they study their craft in Hollywood. Also, Burbank is a much nicer place to live than Hollywood.
Now, how do you tip all these actors? I usually go to local restaurants with my husband, and the majority of servers are women. Let's just say, his glass is most often filled. He's the one engaging them in conversation as he loves to talk to strangers. I go to eat and engage my party in conversation. The server is extraneous. I'd be happy to go to a cafeteria so I could serve myself if the food was good. Unfortunately, Hometown Buffet doesn't have such great tasting food to draw me in and there is not a Souplantation in Burbank, so I go to restaurants.
Yesterday we had a Miss Scarlett-ish server. I thought she wasn't getting a big tip about 2 minutes into meeting her. When my salad was wrong, I knew the tip would suffer. When she touched my husband on his shoulder I decided it was going to be 15% to the penny. I even did the math, long hand.