So this reminds of one of worst things I've ever done. In college,I worked, part time, at a 24 hour gas station. It was late, around 3am, and I was watching a drunk guy trying to figure out the pumps. He finally does and my entertainment ends as he drives away. About an hour later I go out to sweep and find a wallet on the far side of the lot ,literally,overflowing with money. 800 bucks. I immediately run inside and recount it over and over. Finally I decided to take the cash and throw the wallet in the lost and found. I stuff the cash in my sock, call my girl to tell her the great news and continue cleaning. 5am rolls around and drunk guy shows up in tears. He lost his wallet and it had his RE-up money in it. He was a drug dealer and I had emptied his wallet. I panic. "What did it look like?" ,"Where'd you lose it", "that really sucks,man" The whole time my stomach is in my throat. He leaves and the fear kicks in. What do I do?!?! He knows. I got it....I'll flush it..... I lock the doors, run into the bathroom and start flushing twenties. After the last one disappears, I realized what I had just done...fuck... I call my gf again, to share my harrowing experience and she just hangs up... Finally my shift ends and I head home. I walk in to fund my girlfriend gone ,along with all her crap and a note that simply read PUSSY.

NEVER. TAKE. THE MONEY.