"Jessica V." > wrote

> wallet. However, a very small percentage were what screamed to me to
> be drug dealers, they were easy to spot usually by how they dressed and
> the *cool* walk. I'd been warned by the office manager to put on the
> white gloves for these guys under the guise that I didn't want to leave
> fingerprints on the stainless steel dials, female fingerprints discolor
> stainless and are a real PITA to clean off. The real reason for the
> gloves though was that these types would always pay in cash and 9 times
> out of 10 would pull that wad of cash out from their undies. <GAG>

Heh, that's funny. Yuck. I was a bank teller for a couple of years, man
you learned to wash your hands in that job. Filthy. The worst was the
pizza guy, people would hide when he came in. The money, every single
bill, was covered with cornmeal. Counting that money was a true torture
for us, I can hear the sound of it to this day. Rest of the day, dirty
money
because that cornmeal got everywhere. Gritty money.

nancy