The bartenders at one of my semi-regular haunts have a customer with the following modus operandi:
She orders a drink. When the drink is delivered, she puts the glass to her lips. Then she says she doesn’t have any money.
The bartenders get stuck with her tabs.
Stiffing a server on a tip is one thing; not paying for what you consume is theft.
Dining and dashing surfaced in a “Blondie” comic strip. (That Dagwood — whatta proto-foodie!) The Bumsteads left a restaurant without paying. The punchline: When the waiter chased after…