So, my dad came up with this money-making idea when I was a kid.
He noticed all these bums busting open vacuums at gas stations and car washes and making a big mess. So this n***a went around and caught owners of spots and asked if he could padlock the vacuums. He'd come around every couple weeks and empty them himself, giving them no reason to say no - free locks for security and cleanup, like heyyy sure buddy. So he'd dump the vacuum reservoir into 5 gallon buckets and then he had this sifting thing he built and just dumped the dirt through the screen into an empty trash can, dumped that trash can in the dumpster, and kept all the change and shit left behind.
Anyway my whole childhood was spent going over to his house every other weekend and sifting through all the found treasures and gumball toys and whatever. I fucking love this shit.
I am trash.