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Instead of getting all worked up about it, what I want to say is this:
I do tip good service in restaurants. I tip as a show of appreciation for good service. If you spit in my food because I haven't tipped, or haven't tipped you as much as you want, then you are lousy at your job and have no pride in your work. Shame on you.
I still don't see how above-and-beyond service automatically merits a tip (you could mention bonuses but those are paid by your employer and not an external source - important difference), in any job, and a huge one at that (If I got tipped 20% for my job that would be pretty awesome!).
I do a great job regardless of my pay; I don't earn as much as I feel I should for the tasks successfully and well completed, I work overtime for no extra pay, and I go above-and-beyond regularly, because I have pride in my work and enjoy what I do - and I don't expect tip for this, or demand it!
I don't think waiters are lowly and I am always respectful of them as long as they are also respectful of me. Maybe the OP has an issue there.
I particularly dislike the self-righteous attitude of the OP in relation to this topic because I still don't see how it is your right to get tipped.
I should not have to pay for a large percentage of your wages, take that up with your boss (you probably make more by the hour than I do).
The OP says that people who question the notion of tipping are arrogant but I think it is very arrogant to expect tip when I still feel you haven't given me a solid enough reason to have to do so. Maybe it shouldn't be called a tip?
I doubt any waiters/waitresses anywhere outside of the U.S.A. would be so adamant about this topic.
I am not Canadian.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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