Meanwhile if you're looking for an endless parade of human stupidity, feel free to check out the comments on this post!
The owner of the restaurant offered a statement, via Business Insider:
I would like to address the LeSean McCoy tipping situation and our role in it.
For starters, I take total and complete responsibility for sharing this receipt. It was not our server's decision, it was mine. I am to blame.
I decided to take action after some serious thought. And while I'd like to apologize to Mr McCoy, I cannot in good conscience do so. I stand by my actions one hundred percent.
Mr McCoy and his three companions came into my place on Monday afternoon, and immediately the whole staff was excited. Mr McCoy is a skilled athlete and is one of our beloved Philadelphia Eagles. A true Philly legend and a sports hero. Understandably my staff was really pumped, especially on the heels of they terrific win the day before. (Go Eagles!).
Mr McCoy and his friend sat inside at a booth next to my management and next to me. They were given excellent service. Impeccable service. If anything, our server was a little nervous as was our food runner, because they are big, big fans.
He and his group, from the moment they sat down, were verbally abusive to our staff in the most insulting ways. The derogatory statements about women and their sheer contempt for the staff serving them wasn't the end, however. After Mr McCoy and his group left I looked over and saw their server, my friend, with his head bowed down and with a very confused look on his face. I took the receipt out of his hand and I couldn't believe that anyone could be so callous. Mr McCoy had left a .03% tip for our staff. Our staff that was beyond excited to see him walk into our burger joint and was excited to serve him. That's twenty cents on a tab of over $60. Twenty cents that our server has to split with the food runner and the bartender. Two dimes from an insulting multimillionaire.
I bet Mr McCoy is usually an awesome dude. And everyone has their bad days. But I'm from Philly and have had the pleasure of meeting many of our bad ass sports heroes. Ron Jaworski I met as a kid and I love. Iverson I loved. Mike Schmidt! You name 'em. I love all of our athletes past and present. Hometown heroes who treat those below them with some respect. And maybe Mr McCoy was having a "bad day" after his big victory all that, but the reports of him receiving "bad service" is a complete slanderous lie, and my crew here is better than that and deserves better than that.
At the end of the day, I did what I felt my heart told me to do. And I don't want anything from Mr McCoy, but...maybe an apology to his server who gave him excellent service would be cool.
Again, I am the owner and I take full responsibility for my actions. Eagles fans, I feel ya. Id be pissed too. But a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do and stick up for his friends.
Hate mail should be directed to firstname.lastname@example.org. I will respond to you right after I catch up on this mornings hate mail.
The tweet in question? Here is a screencap of the quickly-deleted message, from Christina Coleman's twitter feed:
This week, survivors of domestic abuse started a pair of hashtags, #WhyIStayed and #WhyILeft, to educate others on the realities of domestic abuse and empower those within harmful relationships. In light of football player Ray Rice's recently-uncovered tapes his subsequent suspension, these words are that much more powerful.
Of course, that's not what DiGiorno thought the hashtag was about, and in their attempt to stay on top of trends on Twitter threw this into the public eye without a care in the world. As you can see, DiGiorno has since apologized for their ignorance. Just another warning message to #Brands on #SocialMedia, right?
This is the image that's been making the rounds from Sunday's Super Bowl half-time show. Red Hot Chili Peppers bassist Flea - who is tragically without a sock attached to his junk in this pic - doesn't appear to be plugged in to anything during his performance in front of one of the largest televised crowds ever. This is apparently important because some people are really concerned about artistic authenticity and musicianship in one of the most choreographed and over the top performances of the year.
Going the safe route with pre-recorded audio in a venue of this size and magnitude isn't unheard of (see: Every pop vocalist in the past 30 years), and it's conceivable that after last year's electricity-shorting event the staff of Super Bowl XLVIII wanted to play it safe.
Of course, others are quick to point out that Flea could have been using some sort of wireless transmitter pack, as seen in this picture here:
What can we really take away from this? Bruno Mars and the Red Hot Chili Peppers managed to put on a performance so bombastic that I haven't even mentioned Beyoncé once this entire post. Wait.