I Tipped An Exhausted Waitress One Hundred Dollars Until I Found Something In My Takeout Box

next time I was in the restaurant, which would have been the sensible, proportionate response. Instead, with the mild curiosity of someone who spends his professional life examining documents, I opened it.

The cash was substantial. Somewhere above a thousand dollars when I counted it quickly, which I did with the automatic precision of someone for whom continue reading …