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

with a tired nod, and turned and walked away into the parking lot.

I went back to my car and sat in it for a while with the engine off.

I have spent a significant portion of my adult life arranging things so that I am not asked for anything I am not prepared to give. This is not a character flaw I have analyzed particularly deeply, partly because the continue reading …