My Big Fat Greek Employer

Holy crap, my big fat greek employer is an asshole and so is his brother. Any how here is the story and why I can say this now. I went back to work at Daybreak and was so happy for a bit, but then slowly realized I was being used in every way by Themys and his brother and not being compensated for it. They are both idiots and it is even amazing that they can run a restaurant.
Here is what happened, Pride Sunday, Matt came in and bussed tables for us for 4 hours and thanks to him for doing this, he pulled us out of the weeds. Because we were sinking and quick, especially with the shit kitchen we have there, when they learn how to cook I will let you know. Any how Matt worked his ass off for 4 hours and then left, the day just got worse from there and busier as well. Later in the day Stella fell inside the door and dropped a Corona bottle and then landed on it. Cut really bad , her and Themys had to leave. I looked after the restaurant, took over Stellas section, did my section and comforted their daughter. All of which I did not mind at the time cause I thought they were my friends.
I was so wrong. On Monday afternoon, Matt came in for lunch around 12:30, a really quiet time , Themys and Stella still at the hospital for day number 2, Themys brother George sitting in the restaurant  and watching every move we made. Matt ordered Fish and Chips and a beer, I punch it all in and paid for it as I always do. This is what happened next, the kitchen not reading bills as per usual made 2 orders of fish and chips, I gave the extra piece of fish to Matt, not thinking anything of it, otherwise it would have gone in the garbage. The kitchen threw a fit, George then got involved and threw a bigger fit. Matt sat there had his lunch and George stared at him the whole damn time, how uncomfortable is that?
After Matt finished lunch we went out back for a cigarette, George followed us and stood in the doorway and stared at us the whole damn time, what I am not allowed a quick break. Matt left and I went back into the restaurant, sat down with George for a minute and all of a sudden he just went off on me, slamming the table with his fists, yelling at me about Matthew asking who the hell does he think he is and then shaking his fist in my face and calling me and every other server a nothing. Two things I will never stand for and have never are being called nothing and and having  some one shake their fist in my face like you want to hit me. Wow so I left after I was told to. I am not now nor have I ever been a nothing, and no one is nothing, so get over it you fat greek pig.
This is not where the story ends as Matt still had to get his money from them for working that Sunday, crazy comes next because now they accuse me of stealing everything that Matt ate or drank, I am not a thieve and have never been and they actually tried to get out of paying for Matt working. All I said is check my ringouts and I knew he already did and was just trying to push us around cause we are gay.What an ass, just so you know. The good thing is I am here in Toronto and finding a job for me has never been a problem at all. Good bye asshole employer and your brother, also buyer beware of where you eat.