As a younger me when I worked retail and someone would hand me sweaty tit money, I'd have them place it on the counter and I'd give them change necessary. Id glove up and put the money under the register once they left. No touching the soggy bills.
I. Can't. Handle. Moist. Money.
Very few things trigger my inner squick, that's one of them. Hard core one of them.
I used to have a job that let's just say required handling a shit ton of money and very worn and used bills at that. I remember how after I washed my hands just inky blackness would run off them into the sink and I tried very hard not to touch my face or any food in between when I could clean up. From bacteria to fecal matter to cocaine, people don't realize how filthy currency really is. Although I rarely touch money nowadays unless it's the few moth-eaten bills left in my wallet, becoming a cashless society does have it's advantages.