I worked at a resort hotel many years ago. There are some great stories. My favorite was when my bellman friend Steve carried a ridiculous amount of luggage for writer Issac Asimov and his wife. The “great one” handled the tip moment like this. “Let me shower you with largess,” then dropped a quarter into his palm. I’ll bet there are aged bellmen around the globe who tell the same story. I served Asimov in the dining room. He was a jerk.