Gorilla Salad posted:

I would keep a large paper cup next to the register and dump gross money into it and then pour in detergent and water and let it sit for an hour or so before dumping it into the sink and washing it off.

I learned very quickly that gross money is the gift that keeps giving, every time you put your hand in the drawer and touch it

But it wasn't the sweaty cash that freaked me out the most, it was always the "why is it sticky and oh god what's that, is it engine grease or poo poo ewwww" coins I'd randomly be handed.


EDIT: Nope, I remember the money which really disgusted me the most - people with nasty hands. Like open sores, or covered in warts and poo poo. I'd have to go wash my hands even if it means making a customer wait.