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  • What is a Urinal?

    I would like to thank anyone out there who knows how to use a toilet. I work as a cashier at a gas station making .05 cents more than minimum wage after graduating college because things suck so bad. From several months of cleaning bathrooms I have realized people do not know what a urinal is. Incase you had no idea, the drain in the floor is not intended for you to piss it. But the winner has to be when....

    I was working an overnight shift and about 1:30AM when I really want to go home but have 5hrs left, a party limo stopped full of drunks needing to use the restroom. They had probably nine people (4 guys, 5girls), I really wasn't paying attention because I had work to do and only one of the people bought anything. After they left I went to check the restrooms because well I also never want to hear "Are you aware someone threw up in the womens restroom?" (im a guy, I had no idea because I clean it one time in 8 hours and never go back in)

    Instead of puke I found the guys trashcash covered in piss because they were to drunk to keep it held open. Then I went to the womens restroom where I found out at least they remove the lid first... I wish I would have caught them before the limo bus pulled out, else they would have been doing the cleaning. The local cops would have loved to arrest someone for vandalism and drunken disorderly because its a small town where they have time to pull people over for not having a front plate.
    I'm sorry reading is not a new concept it has been widely taught in our nation for at least the past 100 years. Please, learn to do it CORRECTLY before you become contagious.

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    What a bunch of jerks! That's gross. What the hell is wrong with people!?

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    • #3
      Well, that only compares to the time I was changing garbages at the c-store, pulled the bag out of the men's room can, and found that some jerk had sh*t in the can. Yes, in the can, not in the bag, but in the can. They took the fucking time to pull the bag out, sh*t, possibly piss, then put the bag back in. People are disgusting!
      "And though she be but little, she is FIERCE!"--Shakespeare

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      • #4
        I feel your pain. Can only think of two stories that can compare. Once, I had to take the "pooper-scooper" we use to clean up dog sh*t into one of the rooms to pick up a deposit left on the shower floor...and it wasn't from a dog...

        Second time, a guy had purged his stomach all over our blankets and sheets. I was assigned the task after Other MOD and Maint. Man refused. I told Boss Man afterwards that I was never cleaning a mess like that again, that he can pay HazMat to come in and deal with that because they get paid enough to deal with it and I don't!
        Knowledge is knowing that a tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.

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        • #5
          bhskittykatt, I feel bad for you people are pricks in hotels. Yeah, I'm a prick and have a limit I will take that I will try to make the manager come in and do work I don't care if it is 3am. When I can make a max bonus of $100 a month which is paid quarterly and Store manager can make bonus of $3000 a month paid monthly, along with a higher regular salary. It really hard to motive me to make our goals when they said there no way I'm getting a promotion because they know I'm looking for employement in my field. So, along with the other lazy people I work with, I find it hard to excel if there no point.
          I'm sorry reading is not a new concept it has been widely taught in our nation for at least the past 100 years. Please, learn to do it CORRECTLY before you become contagious.

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          • #6
            Oh no, hun. I walked into a mens room that was utterly and completely DESTROYED. I couldn't even walk all the way into it. I opened the door and the smell knocked me on my ass. When I opened the door again, holding my breath mind you, I found that the entire restroom had been coated in a fine layer of sprayed shit. SPRAYED. Even the ceiling had spots of shit on them. There was a giant lake of liquid crap on the floor. The only thing in the bathroom that was pristine?

            The toilet.

            Yes...I started crying. I couldn't help it. I sobbed for humanity. I then walked up to my manager and she literally told me: "Hold your breath and use the pressure washer."

            I closed the mens room (which of course made them whine and moan like little assholes) for six hours while I tried to clean it all out from between the tiles and the paper dispenser, and the ceiling and the mirror and the walls, and you get the picture. Men actually tried to get into the bathroom despite the BARRICADE I'd set up in front of the door and once they got in they made a face and asked me when I'd be done, 'cause they "really had to go."

            What I literally said: "Why don't you just shit on the floor, that's what everyone else does?" That made them leave but about the forth hour I'm standing in there scrubbing the floor I'm done with all their bullcrap.

            That was in the first week of working at my gas station. I try to block out the memory.

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            • #7
              With the way people leave their bodily fluids and solids in every place but the toilet, you'd think people are de-evolving.

              It's disgusting and not funny, because I'm sure a small percentage do it just to get laughs and youtube it.
              In the slot machine of life, I am the WILD symbol.

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              • #8
                I've actually walked into the stalls and seen clothes left behind! Smelly clothes, underwear with shit stains on them, etc. This really pisses me off when I think of how low the stupidity of customers has actually sunk. Then I picture them running around in the streets with no clothes on since the morons left their clothes in the bathroom stalls.

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                • #9
                  You don't want to know what I've had to deal with, as a professional janitor.

                  Shoppers are the filthiest things to come along since the German Vandals.

                  Bathrooms are [I]always[I] in an obscene condition where I work. And no, I don't willing let people in, of either gender. They [I]always[I] manage to undo every speck of the work I've done in cleaning that bathroom if I let them in. I have to start all over again!

                  These people know what a urinal's for . . . hiding stolen dvd wrappers so the water can't go down the pipe because it's stopped up. Since our loos flush automatically, all the water will reflect back to the top of the urinal instead of the bottom, and a urinal can't hold much water to begin with . . . Care for a swim?

                  Because we have a school for disabled adults and we allow old fogeys into your store, every day in the bathroom trash, there's someone's crappy underwear thrown into the garbage. It never fails.

                  Frequently, some man will say to me "Let me in there or I'll piss right here," but one time, I was so sick of these consumers whining and ignoring me when I said we had another bathroom they could turn to, I asked him, "Try it and you're drinking my disinfectant!" That shut him up.

                  Vomit's a bi-weekly occurrance around here.

                  The floors, the toilets, the sinks. Half the time I'd like to block all the bathrooms up so consumers couldn't come in and abuse them anymore.

                  Being pretend-rural state, many shoppers insist on bringing their dogs into the store and management won't stop them. Dogs like relieve themselves, and guess who has to clean it up.
                  Customers should always be served . . . to the nearest great white.

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                  • #10
                    I've posted a few things about what the kids used to do at camp.

                    Seriously, what the fuck is it that makes someone want to smear their shit all over the walls like Picasso? It wasn't just in one bathroom, but nearly all of them. And no, we didn't scrub that off by hand. Rather than touch the fouled areas, we used brooms and sprayed liquid soap on the walls. Nearly every day, whoever was on the day's cleaning crew had to deal with such things.

                    But, after one disastrous week, we got tired of it. We had just cleaned up the restrooms, like we were supposed to after every meal. Keep in mind that the building they were in...was otherwise locked. In less than 5 minutes after reopening for lunch, both restrooms, along with the shower house across the way....were totally trashed

                    Needless to say, we were furious about it. In fact, the entire camp staff threatened to walk over it. End result, was that that all restrooms were locked, and the kids had to use the ones in their individual campsites...which they were responsible for cleaning
                    Aerodynamics are for people who can't build engines. --Enzo Ferrari

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