Considering that tips in my store are at an all-time low, and I'm going to shift some blame here on our new traditional 'morning staff,' because .. when it was me and other coworkers opening and the early hours of mids, we were dropping tips every hour. I come in now and see not a -single- drop in that logbook, and nearly empty tip jars. And, the morning is where we -make- our tips, because the rest of the day it's fat children from the schools nearby.
Yeah, considering that, and how worse it gets on a daily basis (I'm talkin' witchhunts, my friends), my policy is what jsn does. I take 'mistakes' and just dump them, and take my sweet time doing that. No freebies. If they cop an attitude, welcome to a really awful tasting new drink. Only tonight did someone attempt to have me make it a third time, and when they wouldn't relinquish the prior drink, I told them they can have a good evening, and walked away. OHSNAP
And, we nailed our last manager (who was a holy goddamned terror, by the way) because she forced us to take 'working lunches' and altered our punches every so often, too. If I recall correctly, she swore some dark blood oath of vengeance against me for whistleblowing which resulted in her termination, but that's what happens when you try to screw with someone who literally budgets by single dollar increments -and- keeps an anal retentive track of his punches.
As of when I clocked out today, I know I worked 38.93 hours this week. Yes. Offhand, too. I hate my job.