A couple ran out on a four-hundred-dollar dinner and my manager made me pay it out of my tips in front of a full dining room. The next morning he rang me before my shift and said somebody had found something wedged down behind their booth.
PART 1 — THE TRAY Four hundred dollars is a dinner to some people. To me it is the electric, the phone, my brother’s bus pass and the food for a month. I am twenty-one.…









