Oh yes, it's the daily 'Aren't the Beckhams vile?' story. Money is hardly a major concern in the Beckham household, so it's surprising that Victoria failed to tip a minimum-wage waitress after enjoying a hearty dinner of a bran flake on mosquito wing.
Anyone who's seen 'Reservoir Dogs' (or practically any film or
piece of American telly with a scene in a restaurant or diner) knows that
waiting staff in the US earn two-fifths of fuck all. So when you're richer
that Croesus, thanks to doing nothing more than pouting like an angry
lizard, you really should know better.
Beckham was lunching with new best friend Katie 'Help Me!' Holmes at
the LA Mondrian Hotel; she failed to tip. The fuming waitress chased
after the brittle star, but was prevented from making her point by
several burly security guards, who told her to 'fuck off back to the
kitchen' in no uncertain terms.
So much money, so little class.