my husband was an annoyingly big tipper to the bartenders and cocktail waitresses at the strip club we used to hang out at. all the bitches would fight to wait on us. once they actually got into an actual slappy bitchfight right in front of us, which was kind of funny, actually. after one visit, the cocktail waitress called me and informed me that my husband's generosity over our last two visits had allowed her to buy a new washing machine.