What not to do in Montreal..

Did I tell you the one when we gave the dude exact-change, and then mockingly told him to keep it? We stopped to get gas before leaving Montreal. We pulled up to the pump, to be met by an attendant. In Toronto, it's almost impossible to find a place that isn't self-serve. Besides, Irish and I are the type of gals who pump our own gas. So of course, now we're counting our moolah and panicking over what kind of tip to leave. The total is $34.17. We have $36. Is that enough? She hands it to him, with an embarrassed, 'uh, you can keep it.' And he gives us a look that only the French can give. And before we drive away, I realize that he's topped up the tank. To $36, flat. There goes our $1.83 tip. (Whoa, big spenders!) And the sad part? Irish has a chronic over-tipping affliction (she's a waitress). And I am, at the very least, more than adequate.