Wash your hands, snowflake, and berate fellow millennials for not leaving tips.
“a day of making the treat left him with sticky hands and residue from the drink stuck to his clothes and in his hair.”
Ha! I worked a summer in college scooping cold and hot asphalt out of dump trucks fixing potholes in 90+ degree weather. Then I worked 3 years in a newspaper press room as an apprentice pressman. When I was done I had ink in my hair, ground into my knees, elbows, and hands. When I smiled you could see it in my teeth. Try getting that stuff out. I don’t think I ever complained. My mom did cause she said I ruined her washer when I washed my work clothes in it. I did complain some during my 22 years in the Army, but they told me it was mandatory back then.