Cards

The bartender from the bar we like to go to on the ship went home to Bali for a vacation, and then will go to another ship. Such is ship life. Once you get close to someone they get transferred somewhere else. We got him a card and put some money in it since we never really tip him (15% is written into all drink prices, but you never give cash like in the real world). Jason objected to giving him money, I think because he didn’t think he was that great a bartender and had been unfriendly to him at some point, so he refused to sign the card. But now the rest of us have gotten card fever, and are planning all of the different people we’ll give cards to when they leave (Randall suggested that we just buy a bunch of cards to have on hand. I’m pretty sure he was serious). This drives Jason crazy, so now whenever we talk about someone being nice to us, he rolls his eyes and says, “Why don’t you give them a card?”