It Takes A Tip
Chicago has always been known as a place where everything has its price, where a wink and a nod (and a little cash) can work wonders securing box seats at the ballgame or negotiating with tow-truck drivers. A few weekends ago, my best friend Demetrius and I, armed only with my brand-new American Express gold card and the leftovers of our Pell Grant checks, attempted to test that hypothesis. Specifically, we asked ourselves, what would it...