(To Chino): Exactly.
I'm thinking this is sort of a faux-clever way of making an equivalency out of something that isn't equivalent. But if we want to play along, yeah, when I'm at Burger King or the Golden Corral Buffet, or Ikea, yeah, I bus my own table. Sometimes I'll even wipe the table off when I'm done. And the other night, when I was at my local restaurant - that does have full service, by the way - and my grandson left a pile of half-chewed chicken and fries on the floor around his seat, I bent down and picked them up, wrapped them in a napkin and saved them for his snack later put it on the table. I'm being dead serious.
I'll go one further: when I'm at a concert, or movie theater, I pick up my trash when I'm done and throw it away (though to be fair, I rarely if ever eat at a concert, and it's only popcorn and water at a movie). I went to see The Incredibles II with my daughter and son, and my daughter turned to me as we were walking out and said "Dad, this looks like a crime scene". When I was coming out the door, the cleaning crew was standing there waiting to go in, and I made it a point of letting the first kid see the trash we were throwing away and I said "I did my part; I'm sorry you have to deal with that. Some of these people are animals." He laughed and the kid behind him said "Sir, you have no idea, but thank you for noticing."