The tip is also often pocketed by the owner because of the way a tipped wage works (basically if there aren't enough tips to cover minimum wage, it's as if you are tipping the owner), and also the payment provider (square or whatever) takes a cut of the tip and whatever fees too. Every dollar should be regarded as going to the owner and/or silicon valley billionaires no matter what, the whole notion of paying staff is smoke and mirrors.
When thoughts like this trouble me, I simply realize how awesome it is that you can simply summon a burger using the magic box in your pocket. What a great time to be alive!
If my grandma wanted a burger at my age, she would have to wake up early in the morning to catch a good spot in queue in front of the butcher shop.
If my grandma wanted a cheeseburger, she would have kept it to herself and eaten a piece of smoked chicken that was hanging in the attic (where they stored the smoked chickens) instead because that's what they could afford.
In hindsight, I can kind of understand why my grandparents saved every damn thing that they ever bought. When you grow up dirt poor you find all kinds of new uses for what most people consider trash.
I've had plenty of hard times in my life but "so poor I gotta save every egg carton like it's made of gold" is not an experience I'm personally familiar with. I'm thankful for that.
You are right my brother in arms, let's overthrow the cooks! Enough with their bullshit already! Free burgers for everyone! Burgers to the people! People's burgers!
Sorry for being that guy, but I'm pretty sure people didn't endeavour to explore new lands out of comfort, but because present conditions pressured them to
I don't really go to restaurants anymore because of this shit. I can make 32 cheeseburgers at home for less than $30 as I can buy a box of 32 premade patties for around $21 and the other accoutrements are like $6-7 total.
I also won't end up with a burger that is still fucking raw in the middle.