Yesterday I was working the morning shift at the tutoring center near my house. Generally weekends are fairly uneventful there- I’d think kids would be the most insolent having to practice math and reading etc on a Saturday morning but surprisngly they are very manageable. Yesterday morning a girl raises her hand and asks to go to the bathroom. I let her, but 5 minutes later she comes back, telling me the bathroom is ‘broken’ :eek:
There is only 1 unisex restroom in the center. If it is nonfunctional, there are problems- many parents drop their kids off at the center. Most of the kids that go to the center are too young to go to the restroom next door if our restroom isn’t working. So I hurredly excused my co-workers to go and try to attempt to repair the restroom.
I could not believe my eyes. The entire floor was covered with almost an inch of excrement which had overflowed out of the toilet. Evidently, somebody clogged the toilet, and rather than summoning help then, decided to flush the toilet three or four more times for good measure. I grabbed a pair of rubber gloves, a mop and a bucket and did the best I could to get the stuff off the ground. After 30 minutes of disgusting work, I managed to get the floor more or less cleaned but was unable to unclog the toilet. During all this ordeal the director told me to try to do it later when the center wasn’t so busy because they needed me out there tutoring kids. I came out, but even though I was wearing gloves, there wasn’t much I could do about the you-know-what that invetiably splashed on my uniform, my boots, and probably in my hair :eek: I came out and was reeking to high heaven. I had to work another hour stinking like that until my shift was up and I was able to go home as fast as I could, BOIL my clothes while taking a very throurough shower.
Oh, and the toilet never got unclogged :eek: