So I work part time as a cleaner/janitor at a local supermarket. Not the most glamorous job.
Anyway. Last night at work I was doing my thing, sweeping up around the store and generally trying to look busy when I got a call to the men's toilets. This is never a good thing to hear. Usually a blocked toilet.
I got to the toilets and stuck my CLOSED FOR CLEANING sign on the door, donned my rubber gloves and went inside.
I was greeted by the smell of a thousand shits. Checked one toilet and sure enough, a blockage. Full to the brim with poo. I glanced inside the other cubicle and to my HORROR, I found piss all over the inside, in a toilet brush holder and, wait for it, a wii sports game box which someone had taken a DUMP on.
I hear the door open and a man walks in, complaining that he really needed to pee and could I please go out while he did. I exclaim, hands full of poo, that the toilets were CLOSED and he'd have to use the disabled. He just grumped at me and carried on to the urinal.
Fair enough, I thought.
After much cleaning, vomiting and cleaning again, I managed to get the place relatively normal again.
I guess some people just hate the Wii.
Anyway. Last night at work I was doing my thing, sweeping up around the store and generally trying to look busy when I got a call to the men's toilets. This is never a good thing to hear. Usually a blocked toilet.
I got to the toilets and stuck my CLOSED FOR CLEANING sign on the door, donned my rubber gloves and went inside.
I was greeted by the smell of a thousand shits. Checked one toilet and sure enough, a blockage. Full to the brim with poo. I glanced inside the other cubicle and to my HORROR, I found piss all over the inside, in a toilet brush holder and, wait for it, a wii sports game box which someone had taken a DUMP on.
I hear the door open and a man walks in, complaining that he really needed to pee and could I please go out while he did. I exclaim, hands full of poo, that the toilets were CLOSED and he'd have to use the disabled. He just grumped at me and carried on to the urinal.
Fair enough, I thought.
After much cleaning, vomiting and cleaning again, I managed to get the place relatively normal again.
I guess some people just hate the Wii.
However, being in maintenance myself, I remember getting a call one to blocked toilets. One little fuse had gone, which happened to power about 10 toilet auto flushes in a row. But rather than go elsewhere, people had shit on top of shit on top of shit. Then the cleaners came in and poored bleach everywhere.
From just the smell, my entire body broke out in hives. Was horrid.