just to remind everyone...work at a library...mostly a fun time...anyhoo on to the story....
Me: nerdy but fun book lover
B: awesome coworker
M: best manager ever
SC: of the white trash variety
Since we had shelved everything, B and I were hanging out at the front desk helping people when needed and our manager was hiding in the back ordering books. So while we're chit chatting, up rolls SC being pushed by her husband.
She leans over, attempting to whisper, and says "I had an accident in the bathroom..." After stating this, she and her husband wander off nonchalantly.
B and I run to the back and tell M what had just happened. She stares at us with a "you have to be fucking kidding me" look on her face. Since she gets to delegate, M tells us to investigate. Normally, it would only take one person to do this, but neither B nor I wanted to face the horrors that could be alone.
So, we make our way to the bathroom. As soon as we open the door, the stench hits us, making us both gag. We look at each other and I can tell that B is no way going to be the leader in this expedition. So I persevere through the smell, with B following closely behind me. I peer around the corner of the handicap stall and...oh my lord...I turned to B and stare at her, because on the floor was, not a pile, but a puddle of shit with some toilet paper thrown in for good measure. To be fair, she obviously tried to use the toilet because there were little rivulets of poo running down the side of the commode.
B and I report back to M with our findings. Luckily the maintainence guys were there so we didn't have to clean up the disaster zone. whew!.
I think the kicker for me was that after all of this, SC decided that using the floor as a toilet wasn't enough; she needed some movies to brighten her day. So I got to check out here dvds with the stench coming off of her in waves. mmmmm
Me: nerdy but fun book lover
B: awesome coworker
M: best manager ever
SC: of the white trash variety
Since we had shelved everything, B and I were hanging out at the front desk helping people when needed and our manager was hiding in the back ordering books. So while we're chit chatting, up rolls SC being pushed by her husband.
She leans over, attempting to whisper, and says "I had an accident in the bathroom..." After stating this, she and her husband wander off nonchalantly.
B and I run to the back and tell M what had just happened. She stares at us with a "you have to be fucking kidding me" look on her face. Since she gets to delegate, M tells us to investigate. Normally, it would only take one person to do this, but neither B nor I wanted to face the horrors that could be alone.
So, we make our way to the bathroom. As soon as we open the door, the stench hits us, making us both gag. We look at each other and I can tell that B is no way going to be the leader in this expedition. So I persevere through the smell, with B following closely behind me. I peer around the corner of the handicap stall and...oh my lord...I turned to B and stare at her, because on the floor was, not a pile, but a puddle of shit with some toilet paper thrown in for good measure. To be fair, she obviously tried to use the toilet because there were little rivulets of poo running down the side of the commode.
B and I report back to M with our findings. Luckily the maintainence guys were there so we didn't have to clean up the disaster zone. whew!.
I think the kicker for me was that after all of this, SC decided that using the floor as a toilet wasn't enough; she needed some movies to brighten her day. So I got to check out here dvds with the stench coming off of her in waves. mmmmm
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