Slog

In the books section, Tori Centanni reviews Waiter Rant. The review ends:

…if Dublanica can transcend his “cynical server ranting!” gimmick—which will be difficult, considering publishing’s tendency to pigeonhole bloggers—he has the potential to become a talented humorous essayist or novelist.

On his blog, Dublanica announces his next book:

Titled At Your Service, I’ll be going “undercover” to investigate the dynamics of tipping across the service industry. And I won’t just be writing about waiters mind you, but nail technicians, maids, furniture movers, strippers, taxi drivers, bellhops, and everyone who counts on the erratic generosity of the American public to make ends meet.

Whenever possible, I will actually do the work these people perform. (Obviously not the stripper job – unless I get a good personal trainer.) I’ll share their burdens, suffer their indignities, learn their dreams, and describe how they screw with the people who forget to tip them. If you’ve ever worried about how much to tip the concierge at a fancy hotel, your doorman at Christmas, the hair colorist at the salon, or the bathroom attendant at the nightclub - this book will be for you!

I’m kind of excited about this (in part because people—including certain people who occasionally comment on this very blog—need to learn how to fucking tip) but I kind of also feel bad for Dublanica. Is he going to become the Morgan Spurlock of the service industry? How long can he stretch that gimmick out for? Should I stop worrying about how well-compensated authors are going to make their living five to ten years down the line?