I spent my formative years in northern Maine working at my dad’s bar/restaurant. We got a lot of Canadian clientele, and while I don’t remember them taking service for granted, they were generally lousy tippers. I remember one night a fellow server (who’s day job was grade school art teacher, so, you know, awesome person) chased a table of 10 Canadians out to the parking lot asking what she’d done wrong because they left her a $5 tip after a 2 hour sitting resulting in a bill of over $300 (lots of rounds, there.) Our tip system is bunko, but it’s what the workers are subjected to. Tourists who don’t know, or pretend not to, are a hardship on them.
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