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My best non-tipping story was when earlier in the night I had a guy pay me in pennies (he was nice enough to roll them all). I spent the rest of my night with like $12 in rolled pennies in the car. Later in the night I got an order for a customer that I knew didn't tip. It was like a cartoon where the light bulb lights up above my head. I get to the house and his change is like four bucks so I politely tell him, "I'm sorry but the previous customers took all of my singles from me and I only have large bills. I do have a lot of change in my car though if that's allright," (lying of course). Of course even that doesn't get him to tip me and he says that's fine. I go back to my car, pissed yet not surprised. I grab 8 rolls of pennies, unroll all of them and give the guy a 400 pennies. I offered to stay and count it all for him, but that wasn't necessary. It turned a shitty part of the night into one of my most enjoyable trips ever.
The store I worked for didn't care much about us making cash/check drops. There were times that at the end of the night I had well over $700 in my bank bag. I even got robbed at gunpoint once. After that, I kept my tips separate so that even if I got robbed, only the store would lose money.
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