Urinal Currency

I happened to come upon this photo last night while going through my phone, and I was surprised I still even had it as it was the end result of a night at work a couple years ago. I had been Bartending all night, and helping to break in a new cocktail waitress. We had finally closed down and I was finishing doing all my money chores while she put on gloves and went to tackle the bathrooms. A few moments later I hear:

"Ummmmm Sara?"
"Yeah?" I reply, without looking up.
"What do you do if you find a check in the urinal?"
"A what?" I say, finally turning around.
"Well, see, I found this check in the urinal, and..."
My laughs stopped her short. I looked at her tiny little head peeking around the corner from the men's restroom and her tinier gloved hands holding the piss-soaked check out to me.
"Yeah, I heard you." I said. "I just really couldn't believe that was what you had actually said... As for the check, fucked if I know."

After offering a few different ideas about how that check came to fall into the urinal, and a few less than nice suggestions from the KJ as to where we should leave the check for the daytime bartender to find (they didn't get along so well), we eventually bagged it and tagged it with a sharpie.

And in case you were wondering- no one ever came for it.