One of my many memories of my time in a big city ER was when I was called upon to count just over $9,000 (in small bills) that a patient had on him.Typically I’d do that kind of thing alone (it was part of my job in my early days there) but I had the good sense to ask the charge nurse to help me...so that no accusations could be make against me.
I remember working a wreck with stripper that was so drunk she couldn’t hardly crawl after she played Dukes of Hazzard in her Jeep. There were undies and dollar bills blowing around like leaves.