chinese new year

All i wanted to do was eat a piece of steamed fish and some rice and read my book. my family were all away skiing and i was left behind to fend for myself. i walked into the restaurant and sat at the bar and started reading my book, waiting to order .
out of nowhere a fake tiger appeared underneath which were two men. drums started playing and the tiger started to gyrate in ways real tigers would never be seen dead doing. the barman suddenly thrust a small red envelope into my private space. i looked at him in a "what on earth are you doing?" kind of way. " it's for the tiger."
i paused briefly and then listed those i tip regularly: cab drivers, the man who cuts my hair, waiters, doormen, supers, barmen( providing they are not annoying). BUT NOT FAKE TIGERS.
i refused to tip the tiger and got booed by the other customers and staff of the restaurant. i got up and left, without having eaten or drunk anything. i guess its another place i can't go back to and i really like it there.