“You’ve been working eighteen hours a day for three straight weeks,” Patty said.

“I’m fine to finish the shift,” I said.

“The heavy mugs are three dollars and fifty cents apiece on the restaurant supply invoice,” Patty said.

“I have to take fourteen dollars out of your night shift tip pool.”

I wiped my wet hands on the front of my white apron and pushed my hair back behind my ears.

“Take the whole tip pool,” I said.

“I’m not taking your whole pool,” Patty said.