A pharmacist at a local drug store had to go to the bank one day, and was all alone in the store, except for a stock boy. He told the youth to watch over things for a few minutes. Meanwhile a man came into the store seeking relief from a vicious cough. The stock boy couldn't find the cough syrup, so he sold him a box of EX-LAX and told the man to take all of it at once and that would help his cough.
The pharmacist returned from the bank and seeing a man outside leaning against a lamp post, asked the stock boy what was wrong with the man. The stock boy explained what the man had come in for, and that he had sold him a box of EX-LAX for his cough. "EX-LAX!" the pharmacist yelled, "That won't cure a cough!" "Sure it will" answered the stock boy, pointing to the man hanging onto the lamp post. "He is afraid to cough!"
The pharmacist returned from the bank and seeing a man outside leaning against a lamp post, asked the stock boy what was wrong with the man. The stock boy explained what the man had come in for, and that he had sold him a box of EX-LAX for his cough. "EX-LAX!" the pharmacist yelled, "That won't cure a cough!" "Sure it will" answered the stock boy, pointing to the man hanging onto the lamp post. "He is afraid to cough!"
I would make the stock boy do the cleaning, if anything happened! 
God Bless! Betty